God Almighty. The elder steppy has just come back from seeing 'Watchmen' at the cinema.
"What did you make of it?" asked I.
"Fnrrrfff shnerf shnuffy nerfff", she said.
She mumbles. Usually with her hand over her mouth; so lip-reading is ruled out too. It's a result, not of shyness, but of massive laziness. She just can't be arsed to speak properly, as it would take too much energy to move her face that much.
Anyway, apparently, if you ask three times the magic spell works and translates "Fnrrrfff shnerf shnuffy nerfff" as "It was all right, like, I suppose".
"Only 'all right'"? I wonder.
"Well, yeah, like, I din't get why that bloke's mask kept, like, moving and that".
"What do you think Rorschach's mask is?" I ventured, almost afraid to ask.
"Well, it's like, just a piece of, like, old cloth, innit?"
"Why would it have those shapes though?" Oh, I am so much the pedagogue now...
"Well, it's, like, ink and that."
"But why?"
"Dunno."
I explain, and wonder aloud how an eighteen year old can never have heard of a Rorschach Test.
"I suppose I, like, have and that, but it's like, you know, one of them words I have, like, heard, but not known what it was".
"And were you never once moved to find out what it meant on those occasions when you have heard it?"
"Cun't be, like, bothered, and that."
I think someone once used the term 'fuckwit'.
"What did you make of it?" asked I.
"Fnrrrfff shnerf shnuffy nerfff", she said.
She mumbles. Usually with her hand over her mouth; so lip-reading is ruled out too. It's a result, not of shyness, but of massive laziness. She just can't be arsed to speak properly, as it would take too much energy to move her face that much.
Anyway, apparently, if you ask three times the magic spell works and translates "Fnrrrfff shnerf shnuffy nerfff" as "It was all right, like, I suppose".
"Only 'all right'"? I wonder.
"Well, yeah, like, I din't get why that bloke's mask kept, like, moving and that".
"What do you think Rorschach's mask is?" I ventured, almost afraid to ask.
"Well, it's like, just a piece of, like, old cloth, innit?"
"Why would it have those shapes though?" Oh, I am so much the pedagogue now...
"Well, it's, like, ink and that."
"But why?"
"Dunno."
I explain, and wonder aloud how an eighteen year old can never have heard of a Rorschach Test.
"I suppose I, like, have and that, but it's like, you know, one of them words I have, like, heard, but not known what it was".
"And were you never once moved to find out what it meant on those occasions when you have heard it?"
"Cun't be, like, bothered, and that."
I think someone once used the term 'fuckwit'.
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