Some parts of this story is fiction and others are true, can you spot it?
I went to a Danish restaurant with my sophisticated uncle who is an astronaut visiting us from Johnson Space Centre in Houston and we had some tasty Leverpostej meal and afterwards, we had pebernodder sweets. It was so beautiful and so delicious. Afterwards, we listened to some Danish folk music and danced with Danish girls. When we came out of the restaurant, we were met with hordes of angry Aborigines protesting against the Danish restaurant and they called us (me and my uncle) smelly people with yellow hair and screamed at us, Viking savages. We both went home and cried. We decided to dye our hair from blond to black and darkened our skin. Afterwards, we never had any problems with aboriginal people and they embraced us and called us, ‘Hi black fellas brothers’.
Some of what took place above is real and others are fake, so which part of that story is fake and which part is real?
I went to a Danish restaurant with my sophisticated uncle who is an astronaut visiting us from Johnson Space Centre in Houston and we had some tasty Leverpostej meal and afterwards, we had pebernodder sweets. It was so beautiful and so delicious. Afterwards, we listened to some Danish folk music and danced with Danish girls. When we came out of the restaurant, we were met with hordes of angry Aborigines protesting against the Danish restaurant and they called us (me and my uncle) smelly people with yellow hair and screamed at us, Viking savages. We both went home and cried. We decided to dye our hair from blond to black and darkened our skin. Afterwards, we never had any problems with aboriginal people and they embraced us and called us, ‘Hi black fellas brothers’.
Some of what took place above is real and others are fake, so which part of that story is fake and which part is real?