asian shig I

Way back in the day, the walls in Japan were made of rice paper. They were translucent, and you could see the shadow of someone on the other side.

One day, a young buisness man was travelling through a town when night fell. He stopped at an old man's house and asked if he could stay. The old man replied "Of course. I don't get many visitors."

In his room, the traveller was awoken by a rythmic vibration. He looked at the wall and saw the shadow of a woman dancing. He wet his finger and poked a hole through the wall. Remember, the walls were made of rice paper. He saw a beautiful woman dancing. Her long black hair covered one eye. The traveler wondered why the old man didn't tell him about her. He took one last look through the hole. This time, all he saw was pure red, thats it. Perplexed, but tired, the traveler went back to sleep.

The next morning he asked the old man about the woman in the room. The old man replied "Woman? There's no woman here. Well, I did have a daughter, but we couldn't find her someone to marry, and she died."
"Why couldn't you find a suitable man?" the trav
the traveller asked.
"She was born with a disfigurment," the man said.
"What disfigurment?"
"She had one red eye."