Here is the place where I am to ramble about life and love and languages. You'll probably encounter some quasi-anthropological ranting and a lot of wanderlust. I do try not to be too emo, and occasionally throw in things of worldly interest, so stop by and read if you have a few minutes. :)
October 03, 2008
A Don't Massage
Mimi comes in with a question. She has recieved a text message inviting her to give some guy a don't massage, and she doesn't know what that is. Unfortunately, this isn't a problem with her English - there's not such thing as a Don't Massage. ^^ Though I could make some funny guesses if it turned out to be some new slang term. I think for a moment. He means Foot, I say. How do you know? She asks, surprised. Ah, you see, he's using the T9 texting language on his phone, and the letters in don't occupy the same keys as those in foot... sometimes it guesses wrong, you have to check it. ^^
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