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A telephonic exchange between a hotel guest and room service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review. |
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| Room Service: "Morny. Ruin sorbees." | |
| Guest: “Sorry, I thought I dialled room service.” | |
| RS: | Rye... Ruin sorbees... morny! Jewish to odor sunteen?? |
| G: | Uh... yes... I'd like some bacon and eggs. |
| RS: | Ow July den? |
| G: | What?? |
| RS: | Ow July den?... pry, boy, pooch? |
| G: | Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please. |
| RS: | Ow July dee baychem... crease? |
| G: | Crisp will be fine. |
| RS: | Hokay. An San tos? |
| G: | What? |
| RS: | San tos. July San tos? |
| G: | I don't think so |
| RS: | No? Judo one toes?? |
| G: | I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what “judo one toes” means. |
| RS: | Toes! Toes!... Why dew Don Juan toes? Ow bow singlish mopping we bother? |
| G: | English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying “Toast”. Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine. |
| RS: | We bother? |
| G: | No... just put the bother on the side. |
| RS: | Wad? |
| G: | I mean butter... just put it on the side. |
| RS: | Copy? |
| G: | Sorry? |
| RS: | Copy... tea... mill? |
| G: | Yes. Coffee please, and that's all. |
| RS: | One Minnie. Ass ruin torino fee, strangle ache, crease baychem, tossy singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy... rye?? |
| G: | Whatever you say. |
| RS: | Tendjewberrymud. |
| G: | You're welcome. |