Ah, the Magic of Syllables...

Or, Why Ladies of Good Virtue Do Not Study Foreign Tongues.

Astute readers will remember my earlier posts concerning this humorous mixup of the Japanese language, which is both the funniest I've encountered to date and and a paragon of divine simplicity.

Unfortunately, first person accounts of embarrassing mistakes are always funnier than third, and the above happened to a friend.

But fear not, gentle reader, for I never fail to rise to a challenge!

I've been working my way through Kisokara Manabu Kankokugo Kouza Chuukyuu, which is the best (and only) intermediate Korean textbook I've been able to find. It's a great text that stresses grammar and the mechanics of the language; its only failing is that the appendices do not provide Japanese translations of the exercises, making it possible to accurately answer the questions without ever knowing what it is one is writing in the first place. I often complete two or three lessons at a time before going back with my dictionary and finding out just what it all means. Throw a little carelessness into the mix and it can lead to some pretty interesting results.

As it did yesterday, when I busted out my dictionary and found that I had inadvertently created this sentence:

Her vulva looks a little strange, but it tastes just fine.

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by accidentally replacing a 'ki' with a 'zi' in the word 'pogi.'

What really tickles me about this mistake is that it still makes perfect sense in the context of the sentence at large. Also, online fandom has warped my brain, because my initial reaction was, 'Wow, that's a little graphic, but whatever.'.

If only I'd said it aloud instead of writing down on paper.

That will be all.