> Ok, I don't do this very often - but this explains our "lost relatives" - > > Walking through Chinatown, a tourist is fascinated with all the Chinese > restaurants > He turn a corner and see a building with the sign, "Hans Olaffsen Laundry" > "Hans Olaffsen?" he muses. "How the heck does that fit in here?" So he walks > into the shop and sees and old Chinese gentleman behind the counter The > tourist asks, How did this place get a name like "Hans Olaffsen's Laundry" > The old man answers, "Is name of the owner" The tourist asks, "Well, who and > where is the owner?" > "Me, is right here," replies the old man "You?" asked the tourist. "How did > you ever get a name like Hans Olaffsen?" "Is simple," says the old man. " > Many years ago when come to this country, was stand in Documentation Center. > man in front was big blonde, Swede. Lady look at him and go, 'What your > name?' He say, 'Hans > Olaffsen,' then she look at me and go, 'What your name?' "I say, Sem Ting"