Daddy's Home by Tony Rubino and Gary Markstein for April 19, 2018

othing-nay, ather-fay, at’s-thay at-whay… oy-bay ust-jay oesn’t-day ay-pay ttention-ay.

Tony asked, about 3 hours ago

Shpeaken zee pig?

I prefer eating it. But I bet Peg does – so what’s Pete’s point?

Ohnay… unless I want to sound like an oolfay.

And right, Tigressy…. Peg is more likely to understand it than Elliot….

Reminds me of a friend who annoys me by softly speaking to me in Spanish, when she doesn’t want to be overheard….

Her Spanish is vaguely passable, though a bit dated…

but mine is barely almost OK for a Mexican restaurant or maybe for talking to little children.

Worse…. she’s often trying to hide her comments from native Spanish speakers…

which I usually point out to her, in Spanish, before I apologise to them.

Pig Latin!!! I used to think it was a language for pigs from Spain!!! Oink!!!

Now why would I want to talk to a pig when I can eat him instead?

BACON! Pork butt.

Why yes, I do.

Uh, wouldn’t Mom be more likely to know it than son?

Anybody remember Toucan Talk?

“Crispy and elicious -day For Breakfast or for acking-snay Made with real fruit avor-flay Oot-fray Oops-lay! (I know what it means!)”

My parents used to talk in pig latin around me and my younger brothers. Then I figured it out, so they included me. As each brother learned it, he was included also, until we all knew it. Then we just did it for fun.