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.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

The other night I was flirting with my girlfriend, being a dork, doing some sort of hootchie-cootchie dance.

My girlfriend got excited and giggled, "oh, you're making me queagle!"

I'm pretty sure that's a good thing.

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