Saturday, August 9, 2014

A Gold Mine of Misunderstandings

Tonight has just been a gold mine of misheard and misunderstood words--mostly song lyrics.

For example. My little brother is writing a song. He came into my room to sing it for me, and this was one of his lines: "It's like a passion I can't control." When he was singing it, I heard something completely different.

I successfully resisted the sudden compulsion to burst out laughing and waited until he was done to ask him to re-sing the first part for me. Then I did burst out laughing because of how off I was. I thought it was just some really weird analogy. I told him what I thought he'd said: "It's like a passion against gun control."


And he started laughing and repeated back to me what he thought I had said: "It's like a passion against skunk control."


I walked into my parents' room for family prayer, and my mom and dad were in the middle of a conversation. My dad said, "Did Krista eat two of them?" I figured he was talking about the snack wraps he had brought home an hour or two earlier. So I jumped in with, "No, I had one and Jason had one..." And then I heard my mom answering back something to do with queen-sized mattresses and sheets. I, naturally, found myself in a whole whirl of confusion. What did mattresses have to do with snack wraps?

What my dad had really said was, "Were there fifty-two of them?" (This one's admittedly less funny because I still don't actually know the full context of the conversation.)

And then earlier, I was listening to "Unbreakable" by Jamie Scott. At the part where he says, "When you lose your way and the fight is gone," my mom mocked it because she thought he said, "When you lose your weight and the fat is gone." The song takes on a completely different meaning when you look at it that way. (Fun fact for ya.... The lyric video I linked the song title to has the lyrics as "When you lose your way and the fad is gone. *Ahem* Yet another interpretation.)


I'd like to say that so many misunderstandings are not common in the household... Actually, what am I saying? I wouldn't like to say that. I get a kick out of them. And I hope you did, too.

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