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.

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Today the girlfriend and I were walking down to the river to go for a swim and she purposefully exclaimed, "I feel like Michael Jackson."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"I just do."

...fair enough.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

"That's off the tank!"

Brae's summation of that some new 3D hip hop dance movie we saw advertised on TV tonight.
During lunch the other day, Brae quickly polished off her lemonade, wiped her mouth and said,

"Man, I downloaded that lemonade fast!"