Intolerance

Personally, I do not suffer from this affliction. I have the patience of Job. [translation = coming as I do, from a country renowned for their love of their fellow man, as evidenced by their tendency to seek out new lands and colonize them.] British people are well known for their non-judgmental attitude towards all matters of high import. Whilst they also have a tendency to nit pick about matters too petty to mention, overall 'British' is synonymous with tolerance. [translation = a consensus of opinion]
“But I hate dah sweet potatoes!” he bleats. [translation = an improvement of 50 decibel yelling, indicating a capacity to wheedle. {sub translation = much higher functioning level of communication}]

“But they're so good for you, full of vitamin C and a true American food.”
“I am an American?”
“Of course you are.”
“But I fort I wuz dah Californian?” [Translation = how come he can pronounce the 'State' perfectly, but there's not a dipthong within ear-shot = the 'th' sound]?
“You're both, Californian and an American, aren't you the lucky one!”
“I fink I am a worldian. A universian. A galaxian.” [translation = I wish I hadn't taken this route.]
“Anyway, the point is, that you need to eat them for all their Vitimin C.” [translation = pronounced 'vit- i- min –SEE' = UK, as opposed to VITE eR mn SEE = US {sub translation = say them out loud and you'll hear the difference, give it a try, think 'monarchy,' visualize a glittering crown on your head and then speak, and again, but louder this time] Digression over.

“But I hate intimacy!” he blurts. [translation = I didn't even know that he knew that word?]
“Not 'intimacy,' 'vitamin C!'”

So it's not just autism, not just the speech delay, merely an accent that makes
communication so bumpy.

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