Katie was talking to me just now and said, “th’muhstud’uz gon’uff so I have to throw it away.” I had to ask her to repeat herself and then I sat there and thought about it for at least 5 whole seconds before realizing that what she said was, “the mustard has gone off.” I very very very rarely have trouble understanding her, but that was fucking insane. So kiwi. So so kiwi.