I bought Poo a Talking Dictionary, or as the Thais say, a "Talking Dick."
When I bought it, I insisted of the salesman: "US English, right, not UK
English, right?"
"American English, American English!" he nodded enthusiastically.
He was half-right. It makes an automated, nasal and monotonic sound that is neither American nor British. It is half-robot, half-duck.
Now, if Poo can't remember an English word, instead of explaining it to me, which requires language skills, she just types it into her Talking Dick. Then Jason presses the same button about fifteen times, and we all start repeating the word through our noses.
Jason is a
"n. hand full" "n. hand full" "n. hand full" "n. hand full"
Tuesday, July 3, 2007
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