Chuck Norris Dim Sum (in Phnom Penh, Cambodia)

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We've been saving pics of funny signs and tshirts and menu items since we've been traveling and our plan is to put together a fun video or slideshow at some point. However, I just couldn't keep this from you for even 24 hours.

Why yes! That is Chuck Norris Dim Sum!
Phnom Penh, Cambodia

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  1. Kristy CrossMarch 29, 2013 at 11:01 AM

    Chuck Norris in the reason Waldo is hiding.

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    1. StephanieMarch 30, 2013 at 6:13 AM

      Would you rather get roundhouse kicked by Chuck Norris (and brag about it forever) or know what God looks like? (Or maybe it's the same thing?)

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