Back in September my wife Glen and I were shouted to an evening out at the Hamilton Great Race Masquerade Ball by our good friend Gemma. Well, talk about fantastic! There was millions and billions of people there, all dressed up super flash and wearing masks. We were not prepared for the awesomeness that greeted us. The organisers put on masses of entertainment, heaps of decorations and mountains of food.
But enough about that.
Glen and Gemma had been discussing the ball for a while and had decided that they would simply die if they were to wear store bought masks. They said:
“We can just make something - I’m sure we can quickly pop something together”.
Now to anyone else this sentence would translate thusly: “Glen and Gemma would quickly make their own masks.”
But not to me, the warning bells started chiming in my head. The womanese translator cells in my brain heard …
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