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We’re having a test today?
Cooked baked is the only way to prepare paper…
Photo courtesy of Tor Jørund Pedersen.
Found in Beijing, China.
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There is no law fish
I knew it!!! I thought the questions were a bit fishy. Now I have the answers.
This fish is History.
Write your name at the top of the fish and then fillet with answers.
Silverfish?
Batter is not included?
Nothing as relaxed as a coked fish.
We knew fish went around in schools, but this is getting serious!
I didn’t finish my exam paper, because a fish ate it.
NOTE: To examine this kind of fish, you need barking skills and scissors
China is Bream ing over with Bass tard English. I tell you I’ve Haddock. I no Ling er find it Tunny at all. You can Tailor from me, that this Plaice is the end. I can take no Moray! One more Engrish Kraken and I will Dart off. I will not Shark my duty, The administrator will be Herring from me.
Teach: You don’t expect me to believe that excuse do you? A fish ate your exam paper. RUBBISH!
Student: It’s true teacher. Look! It even took the arm which was holding the paper.
Isn’t baking the fish rive a bit cruer and unusuar?
They baked it with a riving heater.
The fish has been coking for so long, it is actually fried.
Tastes a little dry
Whatever this means it was probably bad news for the fish.
Caught behind enemy lines, Mr. Limpet meets his sad end.
I rive to fish.
One day a drunken ice fisherman drilled a hole in the ice and peered into the hole and a loud voice said, “There are no fish down there.”
He walked several yards away and drilled another hole and peered into the hole and again the voice said, “There’s no fish down there.”
He then walked about 50 yards away and drilled another hole and again the voice said, “There’s no fish down there.”
He looked up into the sky and asked, “God, is that you?”
“No, you idiot,” the voice said, “it’s the rink manager.”
The examiner is A Fish Called Wanda
@Marum : Turbot for the grace of Cod….
PS. I only said that for the halibut.
Hey fish ! You think you’re free, but I know you’re in seine !
It’s good to be arive.
I was told the examination paper is a bit fishy, we will be grilled. Now looking at it, it feels more like being deep fried.
The fishes are from the famous river Wujiang. The paper is foil.It’s good.
The dog wouldn’t eat my homework until the fish cooked it.