epitome of incomprehensibility
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French. Fluently, like a river. German, in case I move to Sweden, because I arbitrarily feel like one will help me with the other. Inuktitut, because it's the best, even though linguists aren't supposed to have favourites. No, that's parents with kids. Sanskrit, because I don't have to speak it. No sociability requirements. Spanish, so I can talk to more people. Like the other Julia's in-laws, her kids. Italian, because I went to Italy once and learned ten gelato flavours.
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