When I visited my cousin in Munich, she warned me that I would loose my Texas accent, which, to be perfectly honest, I am a little found of. People think she is from Canada, even though she is from Austin. I thought the day had finally come, and I was willing to accept it. Anything for the cause, right? What's an accent anyway? I can always find a new one.
Well, at my party, we were looking at my mice, and I explained how as a kid, I wanted to be a zoologist and live in the jungle. Before that, I wanted to be a whale trainer (after a visit to good ol' Sea World), and Christof asked, "A what trainer? A 'well?' What's a 'well?'"
Plus one point for resilient accents.
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Love those Texas e's and a's. After all these years outside the state they still pop up. :-)
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