As I sit here at a camp site in slagharen netherlands, I'm sure the dude in the next tent had a pearled of a quote, everyone laughed, but its all Dutch to me
This quote is from Bill Bryson's 'Neither here Nor there' in which he records a Dutch conversation as it sounded to him, as it were in English.
Quote:
I asked the kind-faced proprietor if he had a single room.
'Oh, I don't believe so,' he said, 'but let me check with my wife.'
He thrust his head through a doorway of beaded curtains and called,
'Marta, what stirs in your leggings? Are you most moist?'
From the back a voice bellowed, 'No, but I tingle when I squirt.'
'Are you of assorted odours?' 'Yes, of beans and sputum.'
'And what of your pits - do they exude sweetness?' 'Truly.'
'Shall I suckle them at eventide?' 'Most heartily!'
He returned to me wearing a sad look. 'I'm sorry, I thought there might have been a cancellation, but unfortunately not.'
'A smell of petroleum prevails throughout,' I said by way of thanks and departed.