LZ:thou dish tis too salty, eating was like a pity.
Waiter:finish the fish or I insert my penis into your mother's pussy.
LZ:thou shall be rude bo more, for I shall speak to thou head.
Waiter:head not zai.
LZ:diu lei lao mo, I'm calling the manager, capiche?
Waiter:please do not, I'll give a refound.
LZ:that's better