Marital Mondays: Pidgin Lunacy
I have my own language. There are single words for common phrases that I get tired of saying. For example, “Prontashate” means “I love you.” I created it with my god-sister in the eighth grade, because repeating things like “How are you?” was exhausting.
Hannibal thinks this is insane, because the entire language must be memorized as there are no rules based on grammar. I think he’s lazy. You might be thinking that the person who gets tired of saying “I love you” and asking “How are you?” is lazy. I understand that, but languages like “Pig Latin” are pansy to me. They’re too easy to decode. If one is going to make a language, they should make one that no one in the flyover states can understand.
Hannibal said, “In order to speak the language, one would have to know *all* of the phrases and know to ignore all the rules.” I told him that he clearly didn’t take anthropology on that fruity USC campus he went to, because he was attacking my native tongue and, therefore, being culturally irresponsible.
“Your native tongue is lunacy!” He laughed.
“That was mean.” I pouted.
“Baby lunacy is my native tongue, too. That’s why we’re together.” He offered trying to cover it up.
“We don’t speak the same language.” I replied, rolling my eyes. “We wouldn’t have nearly as many disagreements.”
“It’s just a different dialect.” He retorted.
“You look here, with your pidgin lunacy!” I started.
He cut me off with, “Actually, It’s cajun lunacy. It’s blackened.” I gave him a blank stare.
Needless to say, I still walk around the house (and Los Angeles) spouting off syllables that make no sense to anyone but myself and my god-sister, who is usually not present. Maybe that makes me sound crazy, but I just wear a bluetooth and do it with a British accent. People probably think I’m an alien.
Hannibal asked if I was fine with everyone thinking that I was a whack-job alien instead of a designer/dance instructor, and I said, “I’m not done growing up until I’m thirty. I can still change what I want to be when I grow up, and I’m a Libra so I’ll probably take that liberty.”
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