Eu e Fransje, minha housemate holandesa, estamos na sala de casa cuidando de nossos businesses ao som dos grandes sucessos do Elton John. Dez minutos atrás, ela me diz, confusa:
"Oh it looks like dandruff??"
"No", respondo eu, "it looks like Daniel."
"Oh, OK, it makes more sense now," responde ela.
"’Oh, it looks like dandruff, must be the clouds in my eyes’?", recapitulo eu. "That would be kinda nasty!"
"That’s why I was so puzzled!", diz ela.
"And, anyway, he probably already didn’t have enough hair then to have clouds of dandruff!", completo eu.