Rusty Rogue Rafael is a bit of a world traveler. While living in Thailand he frequently saw and heard young female prostitutes on the street. “Their famous saying was ‘same, same, but different,'” he informed us. “What does that mean?” That’s Not Chinese asked. “Not really sure mate,” he replied, “I never checked it out. At the end of the day, I’m very British. Very boring sexually.”
While traveling from France to Amsterdam on the train we were observing some of the same, same, but different commuters. As one of the same, sames exited the train, Rusty Rogue Rafael winked at me.
“Sorry,” I told him, “I can’t wink or I would wink back.” “You can’t wink?” he asked. “Nope,” I confirmed. “You’re a freak!” he replied. “A freak? Really? Because I can’t wink?” I asked. It was at this time that karma stepped in and he spilled his drink on his shirt and pants. While trying to help him clean up, That’s Not Chinese noticed that, in addition to having spilled his drink, he had chocolate on his pants. “Look at you, chocolate pants,” she told him. “I’ve never been called chocolate pants. I like it,” he told her. “What do people usually call you?” I asked and added, “Freak, by chance?” “You know me,” he replied, “They call me Subzero.” “No one calls you that,” I told him. “I know,” he said and winked, yet again. I gave him my notorious head tilt in response and quipped, “Same, same, but different.”