Okay, fine, I'll be cruel, but only because I'm in such a good mood.
The grandchild is the one talking down.
And Om Shanti Om RULES! and I can't get my mind out of "damn, the bad guy was hot, dude, she was a ghost, no she wasn't SRK is so hot... he's as old as my mom shut up" to even focus on Pluggers.
And I thought I could do French homework tomorrow! Oh what naivete! Ooh, then I can watch Good Eats. And maybe more of this delectable DVD.
Yeah, I have to buy this movie, even though a good version costs all four limbs, your hearing, and your voice (from the screams when your mom died, duh!).
Let me answer your question: No, you do not want to know, but trust me it was funny, and I am sure it would be even funnier if I'd seen more than one Bollywood film before this one. (Can't wait to go back to "Deewangi Deewangi" and figure out who's who.)
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This is one of my pet peeves. If you speak baby talk to an infant, that is what they'll learn and subsequently speak. GIGO
Speak to infants as you would any other person, not your precious little fucking pet. Infant brains are like sponges and can hold and handle a lot more than you would expect. Just, all you're doing with baby talk is hindering development since they'll have to unlearn it.
These are Plugger infants, Sigma.
Or should that be, these are Plugger grandparents, Sigma, the kid's doing all she can!
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