Week 9 of Camp ToB! Week 9 of Camp ToB!
The bug juice got zapped. Week 9 of Camp ToB jumps into the (beguiling? bewildering?) first half of Peaces.
Each year, the Japanese government expects dozens of people to die from eating ill-prepared blowfish, and yet the dish remains a delicacy.
When five million people share your name, your Google-ability is miserably low. Will this forever change naming?
Throwing f-bombs may be offensive to some people, but it’s also one of the greatest mental health regimens ever devised.
Because “buffalo” is a noun, a proper noun, and a verb, it can be used to form a one-word sentence.
Talking about language is already tough. Try discussing a brand new language via Skype with two hearing linguists, plus another via text, who happens to be deaf, and see what you learn.
On a quest to find the person who speaks the most languages on Earth, our correspondent encountered Emil Krebs, a German diplomat who knew, by some accounts, 65 of them—and happily swore in dozens.
From 2011, an ode to the pleasures of vulgarity, in which a bookseller tries to give every customer one unsafe moment. And, yes—that’s what she said.
Language in Mumbai can be tricky for newcomers, especially foreigners trying to hail taxis.
It’s a cinch to have groceries delivered in Egyptas long as you know how to place your order.
Experts answer what they know. The Non-Expert answers anything. This week we explain the phrase nobody understands in terms everyone can understand. For the most part.
The Guidry and Lunton families bear children, live their lives, and die in a world bubbling over with misunderstood words and cliché.
It’s been said that parents just don’t understand. But what about when it’s the other way around?