Yeah, it’s kind of like eating raw flour. But extremely bland and weirdly minerally. Still better than kibble.
Yeah, it’s kind of like eating raw flour. But extremely bland and weirdly minerally. Still better than kibble.
Were you standing inside something when you took this, or is the black frame something that was added later?
Oh wow, that’s definitely a tongue twister!
If the R is giving you trouble, you might try starting with a CH like in “Buch.”
Start with “Brot” but add an extra vowel, so it’s like Bo-chot. Try to reduce the air flow to almost zero when you say the CH. You should end up with an R sound.
You could do a trilled R too if that’s easier. People will understand you fine. The vowels are way more important to get right.
Yeah, it really is. “I’ll have the pig, please” sounds kind of humorous. “I’ll have the pork chop” sounds totally normal and way more elegant.
What really fascinates me is how English lost its cases and endings. Old English could outdo modern German, but then the Vikings came along, and later the French.
I think most of the declinations were already gone by the time the Normans invaded though. Supposedly Old Norse and English were pretty mutually intelligible, so if you drop the pesky endings, you end up with something that everyone understands pretty well.
It can be pretty confounding, the words that look the same but are pronounced differently. Through, though, thorough, tough, trough.
There are no rules, you just have to learn it. And it could be confusing if you mix them up. Through and throw, for example.
English has never had a spelling reform, but you can see the “real” spelling in informal language sometimes. Through = thru (in texts and chats). Tough = tuff (in slang and brand names).
Nepal? That would be my guess because of the colorful flags. The river must make quite a sound when it’s like that.
I checked just now and it’s normal for me. I don’t know if the instance matters, but I’m on mastodon.social.
Or having a seizure on your kitchen floor.
Or having dementia and ending up at the wrong house because you think you live there.