Irony is usually classified as a Western invention, but wags in south Asia sometimes poke fun at aspects of our own culture—such as the long names we carry. Example:

James Bond is on a mission. He ends up on a flight next to a guy from Andhra Pradesh who speaks Telugu.

Telugu Guy: "Hello. May I know your good name, please?"

James Bond: "The name’s Bond. James Bond. You are…?"

Telugu Guy: "The name’s Sai. Venkata Sai. Siva Venkata Sai. Laxminarayana Siva Venkata Sai. Srinivasula Laxminarayana Siva Venkata Sai. Rajasekhara Srinivasula Laxminarayana Siva Venkata Sai. Sitaramanjaneyula Rajasekhara Srinivasula Laxminarayana Siva Venkata Sai…”

http://mrjam.typepad.com/diary/2006/06/indian_humor.html#more

Today I met into yet another encounter with an Indian. If you'd want the details, I'll say his a short guy with stumpy legs, and large sweaty manboobs. But anyways, I was at Hougang MRT Station, inside an MRT.

There was an unusually high number of people exiting, and since the MRT was packed, some people and I were standing near the MRT door. When those people were alighting, this indian guy came along and pushed me aside, mumbling some jibberish as though I was the only one blocking the way. This pushing made me almost fall onto a girl. Some people looked at that ignorant indian...and others were staring at me.

It was lyk if I forced my way in, it's as good as some other boarding passenger squeezing his way through alighting passengers. If I stepped out, I wouldn't be able to get back on, for the MRT emptied so much that as soon as the last few ppl left, the doors slammed shut.

Apologising, I took out my mobile and pretended to get back to normal things - things people would do on the MRT.

Embarrassing x)

Sometimes I just can't help but to support some good indian racism.

Anyways:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=97vxtwtX_do