Obviously, my aunt still has her accent.
When we were getting the dogs ready for a walk yesterday —-
“Delicious!”
‘Delicious? What?’
“Do you know where delicious are? For the dogs?”
Pft. Oh. She’s saying /the leashes/.
‘Oh my god, Sandy. /Delicious/?’
She gestures energetically at Pinky, “Delicious!!!”
‘RUN, PINKY, RUN!’
