Loom Sirfesee
Loom Sirfesee
This is a conversation that might
have taken place between room service and a guest at a hotel somewhere in Asia.
Service: Moling! Loom Sirfesee!
Guest: Yes?
Service: Dju witch true odor somefing?
Guest: Uh... yes... I'd like some bacon and eggs.
Service: How july it done peace?
Guest: What??
Service: How july it done? Fi... boy?
Guest: Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please.
Service: Howbow bkan?
Guest: Crisp will be fine.
Service: O lite. An some dos?
Guest: What??
Service: Dorsee. July some dos?
Guest: I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'door-see' means.
Service: Mmm............ Toes! Toes!
Guest: Oh, you mean Toast! No, do you have something else?
Service: Howbow ink ga nutsu mudfun?
Guest: English muffin!! I've got it! Yes, an English muffin will be fine.
Service: Copy?
Guest: Sorry?
Service: Copy... mill... all T?
Guest: Yes. Coffee please, and that's all.
Service: O lite. Seeangle ache, quits p bkan, dos, mudfun and copy...wite??
Guest: Well... whatever you say.
Service: Fanque'vallemud!
Guest: You're welcome!