Ah Cheng went to a bar in Hawaii to have some drinks. At the counter, he sat next to the famous Hollywood producer, Steven Spielberg, who was already ahead by a quart of alcohol. After a round of beer Ah Chen sensed that the famous producer was glaring at him.

Suddenly, in a flash Ah Cheng crashed down from his stool, felled by a vicious hook from the prucer. Picking himself up, he yelled, "What the hell was that for, aah?"

The producer ranted, "That's for the bombing of Pearl Harbour, you !!@#$ ! My father perished in that bombing!"

"I am not Japanese, you stupid nincompoop! I am a Chinese!"

"Yeah yeah yeah... Japanese, Burmese, Chinese, Vietnamese... you are all the same."

Regaining his composure, Ah Cheng took his seat and ordered a double from the bartender.

A few seconds later, the Chinese turned around and delivered a deadly snake fist to the producer, sending him flat to the floor.

"What was that for!?" exclaimed the producer.

"That's for the sinking of the TITANIC! I had ancestors on that ship, you know!" Ah Cheng replied.

"You ignorant chink! The TITANIC was sunk by an iceberg!"

"Yeah yeah yeah... Iceberg, Spielberg, Calrsberg... you all the same, lah!"