Me to Bal- “Kaya has really strong legs eh? But total noodle arms.”
Bal kind of looks confused but replies- “Heheh. Yah.”
20 minutes later:
Bal turns to me, “Why did you say she has minute [as in mahy-noot, not the time] arms?”
Whereby I proceed to choke on my drink laughing. “Newt arms? That’s hilarious!”
Silence (except for me still snort laughing)
“Phew. Okay. I’m calm. Newt. That’s really funny. As in Newt Gingrich? Isn’t there something else newt? Like a reptile? Or a computer virus or something? But what would Newt Arms be?” Laughing some more.
“No! Not Newt you moron. Minute. As in tiny. Little. Smallish.”
“Ohhhh! Like teensy weensy minute?”
“Yah. Minute. Why would you say she has minute arms? They’re totally rolly polly.”
Once I can breathe and stop laughing, “Not minute! Noodle. She has noodle arms! As in, they just hang there all limp. Like a noodle.”
“Oh noodle! Yah, she totally has noodle arms.”
And that is how a 30 second conversation turns into an all night affair.