We had an interesting evening meal tonight.
With Dagmar off babysitting and the kids’ friend Brian here – Angel Girl and I were outnumbered at the supper table.
And since the guys had all been out working on Pedro’s truck – the conversation was littered with a strange terminology.
Angel Girl and I just took it all in.
Then we heard Brian describe this truck that he drove – his face animated:
“It’s a 7.3 turbo diesel 2000 Ford F350 super duty, bully-dog chipped, 500 horsepower machine.”
All the males at the table smiled appreciatively while Pedro responded with a very heartfelt, “Sweet!”
I just shook my head and said, “I have no idea what you just said.”
Brian answered, “It’s a really big truck that smokes when I drive it.”
Now that I can understand.
Sometimes you just need an interpretation.