The Fuzz

I just found out a fascinating little factoid about Chairman Mao. The word “mao” means “body hair.” The employee who told me this said, “There are a lot of jokes about this in China.”

“Yeah,” I said, “but nobody would have ever said them when he was alive.” Just then there was a noise on the roof.  “See?” I said.  “That’s the ghost of Chairman Mao.  You have made him angry.  He’s coming out of his tomb now, as Zombie Mao, looking for brains.”