It's been a while since we've had a good English weekend story, so here goes nothing. C and I had just sat down to a Sunday evening apéritif when his phone rang. It was a friend with some bad news, so he ended up spending quite a bit of time on the phone, during which I started preparing dinner. When he hung up, I came back and said "Oh, your drink is still full!". C replied "No problem, I will just drink it butt dry." Thinking I misheard him, I said "What?" He repeated "Butt dry" and I sat there for a minute trying to figure out what on Earth he could mean. And then it hit me and I started laughing so hard I just about fell off the couch. Cul sec. Cul seccccc!!!
When things calmed down, he said "So what do you say in English?" and I said "Usually something like 'Chug it'". So C said "I'm drinking chug".
Sorry, that's not quite it honey.
C tried again - "I'm drinking chugly??"
At which point I left to go compose myself for a few minutes.
English Sunday - a never-ending source of amusement in our household.
Labels: C's follies