My girlfriend's name is Brae. This is her mouth. Amazing things happen when it gets hold of the English language.

Resembling at various times Reverend Spooner, The Bard and a Japanese novelty t-shirt, she is an endless wellspring of linguistic gems and curiosities.

What follows in an attempt to catalogue Brae's unique, creative and often baffling relationship with the spoken word.


Sunday, February 21, 2010

"What? The baby died of zits?"

We were watching an episode of Six Feet Under where a baby died of Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS).
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