My brother was in Cambodia a few months ago. I phoned him when he got back.
Me: So you were bitten by a snake?
Him: Yes.
Me: Did you panic?
Him: Not really, because the Cambodians working with us didn't seem too concerned.
Me: Right.
Him: Although, at times like that you suddenly realise that your life depends on people whose English consists of "yes, "no" and "Lady Gaga".
I'm still laughing.
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I've been thinking often and deeply about language recently, as you might imagine, but this incident really puts my feelings in perspective. Wow! Glad your brother's fine.
Great.
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