A Chinese gentleman walked into a bar and ordered a drink. He was amazed to see that he was sitting next to the famous American Hollywood director, Steven Spielberg. After the drink, he sensed the famous producer was glaring at him.

Suddenly he crashed down from his bar stool, felled by a vicious punch from Mr Spielberg. Picking himself up he yelled, "What the hell was that for?"
The director ranted: "That's for the bombing of Pearl Habour; my father perished in that bombing, you stupid Jap."
"But I'm not Japanese, I'm from China, you fool!"
"Yes, Japanese, Burmese, Chinese - you're all the bloody same," retorted Spielberg.

Regaining his composure, the Chinese man took his seat again and ordered a double from the barman. A few seconds later, he turned around and delivered a mighty punch to the director. "That's for sinking the Titanic; I had ancestors on that ship," he shouted.
"You ignorant Chink," said the director. "The Titanic was sunk by an iceberg."
"Yea," scoffed the Chinese man, "Iceberg, Carlsberg, Spielberg; you're all the same!"