You Know You Watch Too Much Anime When…

August 2, 2007

…you can speak intelligently in Japanese about spirits, demons, war, death, tournaments, magic, and profoundly soppy love affairs, but the prospect of buying a movie ticket leaves you tongue-tied.

…”hai,” “baka,” and “hentai” come to your lips so easily that sometimes you have difficulty remembering what the English words are.

…none of your friends study Japanese, but thanks to you, they all have 50-word vocabularies.

…and if they used them in front of their moms, they’d get their mouths washed out with soap.

…you go native, to the point of buying Japanese rice in 20-pound bags and clearing all of the furniture out of your living room so you can sit on the floor.

…it’s 3 am, and you and your best friend are on the brink of a fistfight over whether Ranma-chan or Ranma-kun is cuter.

…you have a Ranma outfit.

…and so does your significant other.

…you’re keeping an eye on your little sister for signs of slacking off during school, making eyes at the school’s only bishonen, and disappearing suspiciously often for “slumber parties,” because if she becomes a magic girl, you want in on the action.

…your friends stage an intervention.

…but only because they want your tapes.

…some poor ex-mugger still hears the words “LEKKA SHINEN!” in his nightmares.

…you never bothered getting your new apartment hooked up to cable, and even Babylon 5 is a take-it-or-leave-it thing… but anyone who gets in the way of your mission to get the next Slayers volume is dead.

…only, if you’d written the last sentence, you would have worded it, “Anyone who gets in my way is Nakago.”

…you’ve contemplated growing your hair long so that you can put it up in dumplings.

…and you’re a guy.

…you feel like less of a woman because you can’t put away 5,000 calories in one sitting.

…you’re despondent because your chances to become an anime heroine are completely shot–you can cook.

…you refer to 21 as “over the hill,” and get more depressed the closer that day comes; you’re not ready to join the forces of evil, dammit!

…it’s not a bad hair day, it’s a Zelgadis hair day.

…your parents draw you aside and ask you whether you’re a Satanist, since all of those symbols you practice drawing in your notebooks look awfully suspicious to them.

…your kids think that cartoons are supposed to have writing at the bottom.

Taken from here


One comment

  1. Funny.

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