Meefwich

John has issues with English. Every once in a while (read: at least once a day), he begins to say something and can’t remember the word for what he’s talking about. When he can’t come up with the word withina few seconds, him mind usually subsitutes a string of a few words to describe the object he means. These words usually have nothing or little to do with what he’s actually talking about, but they come out of his mouth anyway. This means I have a good time laughing at him and trying to figure out what the hell he’s talking about.

The first time he did this we were standing in a grocery store, looking for lunch.

John: Hey, we should also get some… uh…
Me: Uh..? Chips? Drinks? A ham?
John: Uh… ::here he makes drinking motions with his hands::
Me: Soda. Water. Monkeys..
John: Liquid. Drink. Thing. Tasty.
Me: ::falls on floor laughing::

Turns out he was actually talking about Capri Sun drink pouches!

Today, we had another bout of English problems.

John: I was thinking we should do….
Me: ::used to this now, and waiting patiently::
John: Uh…
Me: Does it have to do with food?
John: Yes! For lunch. We should make…
Me: I just had some hot dogs, but we could do whatever it is for dinner?
John: Yeah.. uh…
Me: This is taking longer than normal.
John: MEEFWICH! Wait, no…
Me: The hell is a meefwich??
John: Steak-um!

Yes, I love him, Yes, he’s crazy.

This Post Has 2 Comments

  1. S

    bwahahahahaha! i’ve seen this routine many times.

    one of my favorites went something like this:

    John: We should…make stomach full.
    Me: *blink*
    John: um…food. now.
    Me: Would you like to eat lunch now?
    John: Yes.

  2. Nathan

    Rarely does a blog post make me laugh out loud.

    I think I’ve experienced this with myself, except I don’t think my brain even tries to toss out the word salad.

    Thanks for the chuckle…

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