I have a fetish for and a large collection of Japanese piggy banks (which are metal cans [lol can’t they get anything right?]), specifically those with the funniest Japlish on them. They provide me not only with a wealth of wealth but also a wealth of funny, and I have one for each denomination of coin.
Also, almost all Japanese banks charge around 100 yen for transactions outside weekday business hours, and yes that includes the actual teller machines inside the bank lobby, even using THAT BANK’S CARD, and for withdrawals AND deposits. I refuse to pay someone for the privilege of being allowed to loan them money. Plus I love going next door and breaking a thousand yen bill on a 10 yen piece of gum just so I can feed my delicious Japlish tin depositories of untold treasure! Grow, my beauties!
So yeah, welcome to my next all-Japlish thingy, this time with the theme of coin banks.
This one has the theme of a dog enthusiast magazine or something. The great thing about living in a culture of lame is that it makes you feel hip by comparison.
Typical fucking Americans!
Note the bizarre pricing of the dog food in ounces (what a disgusting display of America-worship), although it isn’t quite as expensive as it looks when you do the math.
This surreal little fellow is probably my favorite. I never get tired of gazing at it….
I’ve also included a Japlish of the Japlish with a different theme, for your pleasure. This is actually the newest addition to my collection and my favorite. I saw it eyeing me at someone else’s house and I knew I had to have it. I talked its owner out if it and now it’s mine forever.
