Walking through Chinatown a tourist is fascinated with all the Chinese restaurants shops signs and banners. He turns a corner and sees a building with the sign ""Hans Olaffsen's Laundry."" ""Hans Olaffsen?"" he muses. ""How in hell does that fit in here?"" So he walks into the shop and sees an old Chinese gentleman behind the counter. The tourist asks ""How did this place get a name like 'Hans Olaffsen's Laundry?'"" The old man answers ""Is name of owner."" The tourist asks ""Well who and …