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Knowing eye a bit... I don't think he meant anything by chink, anymore than us calling ourselves crackers and the like...

But I do know folks that use it in a negative tone.

Ha! I ROR at that one!

Funny tales from the Chinese restaurant in the town in WI where I used to live. The owner, Khien, was a Vietnamese expat who cooked phenomenal food and was a good friend. Both my daughters worked for him off & on, waiting tables and tending bar. Being the only roundeye servers in the place, they got more than their share of bad jokes about the "numbah 69", etc. Good thing I raised my girls tough.

Egg Zachery

A cultural thing more than a language thing, but one of the funniest things that I have ever witnessed: my wife's small-town church had a priest who was Vietnamese, raised in Vietnam: on Mothers's Day years ago, he had a touching story that he had heard and wanted to share about a dutiful son. The mother was back east in a care facility. The son made sure that she was well-cared for; private nurse, trips out, etc. In coversation with one of the staff, Mother alluded to how proud she was of her son's success in the west. As the conversation progressed, the staff person inquired as to the son's business. Proud Mom said that she wasn't sure exactly what it was, but that it something to do with boarding pets as he had a string of cat houses in Nevada. Poor priest had no idea of the joke that he had just told in a Catholic Church on Mothers' Day.

already told leighton i'm going to fly to japan with him so he can hook me with a Geisha.

Japs are freaks.
I thought German women were bad...
Whoo-whoo.
Japanese women make Germans look like Amish.

true story:

In the early 1990's a large American Company and a Japanese company decided to start a joint venture, and build a new plant in Kentucky. At one point in the planning meetings for the plant, a group of Americans and Japanese are reviewing the plans and building schedule. One of the Japanese says, "we must have results of bowling test before start of construction."

The Americans wondered if this was a physical fitness test for the new employees (who actually were required to do the Japanese calisthenics each morning) and asked questions along that direction. The questions went back & forth for an hour, as the two sides were completely befuddled as to what the other meant. Finally a frustrated Japanese man said, "we must have results of bowling test. We must make sure there are no caves under the plant!"

What the Americans heard as "bowling" was actually "BORING" to check for caves underground, below the plant site. After everyone understood, they busted up laughing. After the end of the day, they went out for dinner & drinks

Yeah that whole speech/accent thing takes some getting used to.

I once had a Japanese guy tell me that he thought I was a great guy and I could date his daughter, although it did sound a little like "Go F'k yourself".

A guy I played rugby with in college was half-Chinese, half Scot, and grew up in Edinburgh. His burr was something to hear! But when he pretended to have a Chinese accent, it was hilarious.

On the other side of that coin, I knew a North Vietnamese woman (born in Haiphong, moved to Saigon as a young girl before the festivities started) when we both worked for a trucking company in Oregon.

Apparently the Vietnamese words for "iced tea" and "urine" are only a slight tonal inflection apart. The Vietnamese waitresses would get a big laugh when American GI's order iced tea to drink.

Yes.

I enjoyed my time in Japan.

probably- "ha ro "

Moshi-moshi!

In a bar in Japan in the 50's the bar girls would play on the juke box "Wake the town and tell the people" and sing "Burn the town and rape the people".

The old fleet landing in Manila would present hordes? of street walkers and pimps waiting for the liberty launches to dock. Once through the gate there would be aggressive solicitations and fondling by the local sex workers which in some cases would negate the the need for a cash transaction.

Yep, Roundup.
Longer ya last the more expensive it gets.

Grandad told about jerking off in a south pacific whore house WW2 waiting for his purchase to arrive the motel room.

"Wha da hell you doin, Joe? "

He responded,

"The first one's easy. I work for my money, you're going to, too. "