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  Miki is from Japan. I'm from Boston originally and between the 2 of us no one understands the "bostonese" accent when we are talking. ~ Stephen  
     
  I'm a Happy Haole Hubby (H3?) and my wife and I were cursed, er, I mean blessed with twin daughters in 2000. I grew up in rural Indiana. "How rural", you ask? I didn't eat at a McDonalds until I was 16 because there was none in my home town. Anyway, my wife is from Hilo (Which seems to be a transplanted Midwestern town to me.) and we have had our share of cultural clashes, sometimes just the opposite of the kind you might think we would have. ~ Kevin  
     
  If you are served something you haven't eaten before, do not make it obvious and sniff it. A visiting haole friend of mine did this not once, not twice, but three times in a row. For the next year, this became our family's favorite joke: They would get my attention while eating something and sniff it three times in a row and bust out laughing ~ SKT  
     
  When I first got married to my Japanese wife, we visited Virginia Beach, Virginia. We happen to be in a Bar listening to live music. I was talking with a pretty big guy, (about 6 foot 11), at the bar when he finally asks me where I am from. I tell him I was born and raised in Cleveland, Ohio. His comment was, “Oh you’re a Yankee !”. My 5 feet 2 inch wife, who has said nothing all night, looks him straight in the eyes and says, “As far as I am concerned you are all Yankees”. I was looking for something to protect us with when the guy thinks about it for a couple of seconds and says, “Damn you are right!” and would not like us buy another drink the rest of the night. ~ Matthew Smolko, Japan  

 

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