Stare Into Space

B-U-S-T-E-D

Posted on | December 12, 2008 | 3 Comments

Last night, my daughter, now four, asked me, “why do you and mum sometimes talk with letters and not words?”

The jig’s up.  She might not be able to spell, but she knows that something’s going on and gets all watchful and sneaky.

A new system is required.  I’m for Pig-Latin.

Afty-cray ittle-lay rat-bay.  Ix-nay the elling-spay.  Oh, and op-pay the ettle-kay on.

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3 Responses to “B-U-S-T-E-D”

  1. rockmother
    December 14th, 2008 @ 0:32

    Shouldn’t that be sted buay?

  2. Gerry
    December 14th, 2008 @ 0:36

    Don’t be edantic-pay

  3. rockmother
    December 14th, 2008 @ 12:34

    a hay a hay ut shay u pay ! Tra la la boom di aay (going now).

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I mostly sit around all day and drink tea. Occasionally, I write stuff and send it to strangers so they can humiliate me and debase my efforts. Other than the self-harm to dull the shame of failure, it's not a bad life. Like I say, there's tea.

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