Fcuk yiu fried rice

Today me, Lingzhi Zhang, Simon Chan, Ronald Yong and Maggie (dunno her last name) went to South San Franisco after work to play badminton. Roughly around 8 courts, the only people I could see were Chinese. The hall was so over-filled that we had to wait around an hour for our turn. We also met this self obsessed cocky US Olympic coach who was so tooting his own horn tat we all felt like kicking his ass then and there. He was this 'I AM THE BEST' kinda bad ass. Ronald, our Director of Engineering actually started talking over the phone while this coach was talkin abt his students being the best and claimed some of them to be world NO 1. This guy was hittin on Maggie (our finance expert), and it was so uncalled for. After playing for some time, we went to this authentic CHINESE retaurant in South SF. I tried a lot of wierd stuff. Some porridge with a hint of prawns in it, chinese chicken wings, and fuk yiu fried rice. HAHA. Thats what its called.