Foolishness

Foolishness

You invite me to taste the mooncakes you are promoting.

Your income depends on my buying the mooncakes.

I take a small sliver, flatten it with my tongue and out oozed the lard used to make the filling of the mooncake smooth.

I commented, "Wah! So oily."

She replied, "Aiyon! You know how to eat mooncake or not? Must be oily then nice. Oilier, better."

I think, "Foolish woman. I'm already dying under my layers of fats..."

But I said, "Thank you. Not my taste." And I look for a dustbin to spit out the viscuous morsel.