Lost in Translation
Arthur: Wha’ these crackers cold?
Mary: Cold? Are they cold, Arthur?
Arthur: No, wha’ they cooolld?” (Enunciating carefully for the thick one.)
Mary: I don’t think they are cold, just normal.
Arthur: No, not cold, cold!! Wha’s the name of these?
Mary: Oh. They’re called Saltines, my dear. Just normal crackers.
Arthur: And what are they going to turn into?
He can’t have meant gold, now, can he?
Hello! No, not “gold”. Almost a year later, I’m now used to his peculiar enunciation of vowels. He meant “called”.