By which I mean speak the language. It's called Italian.
Phenomenally intelligent boofhead that I am, I mastered the lingo in a trice. I have an ear for language. Here's one of them:
Even if I still can't get my big pink tongue around the name of this village. But I'm working on it.
Barbra? Well, let's get scientific for a moment. As well as an ear for language, I also have a nose for science. Here it is:
But back to Barbra and science. It's a known scientific fact that atmospheric pressure will crush an empty vessel. Which is to say, a vessel containing nothing. Nix. A vacuum.
Why then hasn't atmospheric pressure crushed Barbra's brain box before this?
Per esempio, she thought she'd tackle learning Italian. She started with all the best intentions.
Two seconds later:
Firmly ensconced in the Land of Nod.
I'm fast losing faith in science.