Me: What do you call those again? *points to a stroller*
Flatmate: A pram.
Me: hahaha! What?!? That is the most ridiculous word!
Flatmate: What do you call them?
Me: A stroller.
Flatmate: Ha! As if you are going on a stroll?
Me: Well, yes. Exactly.
Flatmate: Well you can go on a stroll with your pram.
Me: !!
***
Me: Want some of this leftover chicken?
Flatmate: Sure, I'll just ping it.
Me: Excuse me? What are you going to do to it?
Flatmate: Ping it, in the microwave. Y'know...when it's done...ping!
Me: Oh, you British!
***
Flatmate: I can't really imagine living without you. It's gonna be sad...
Me: So it was alright having an American flatmate, eh?
Flatmate: Yes!
...and my work here is done. I'm leaving in about 3 weeks, and I can't handle all the emotions that come with it!
Flatmate: A pram.
Me: hahaha! What?!? That is the most ridiculous word!
Flatmate: What do you call them?
Me: A stroller.
Flatmate: Ha! As if you are going on a stroll?
Me: Well, yes. Exactly.
Flatmate: Well you can go on a stroll with your pram.
Me: !!
***
Me: Want some of this leftover chicken?
Flatmate: Sure, I'll just ping it.
Me: Excuse me? What are you going to do to it?
Flatmate: Ping it, in the microwave. Y'know...when it's done...ping!
Me: Oh, you British!
***
Flatmate: I can't really imagine living without you. It's gonna be sad...
Me: So it was alright having an American flatmate, eh?
Flatmate: Yes!
...and my work here is done. I'm leaving in about 3 weeks, and I can't handle all the emotions that come with it!
