Wow, thats a long question! Well did you and how did the relationship progress?

Are you going to take this brazilian woman home with you?

I've been married for 11 years, and it's frequently apparent we don't speak the same language.

CarrieMpls said:

Im waiting for the word, ´Visa´. J/K

Kind of. And she was from Brazil actually. It was fun while it lasted, but in the end her crazy temper just got out of hand.

I used to have communication problems when I was with women who were fluent in CRAZY....!!!!


....but I'm much better now!!

Yeah, my ex is from Mexico. There were many times where language barriers were a major problem. Or sometimes it was just that his accent was so thick, he was hard to understand at times.

The fact that I called him my ex should tell you that our relationship failed to progress.
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yeah, kind of. a very brief thing with a german/brazilian girl. it had its ups and downs.

retina said:

Substitute Brazil with Thai and that's what my answer should have read.

In a parallel universe I'm going out with some heffa who works in Marks and Spencer, but at least I have a job.

Ok, in my case Mon could speak English reasonably well when our relationship began. Not as well as she can now, but it was more than enough for us to understand each other. I couldn't speak any Thai when we met but I quickly picked up the basics. Even now though, in Thai or English, we sometimes misunderstand each other and a poor choice of words, usually unwittingly, can cause the odd flare-up. Little mistakes can cause confusion and lead to us not doing what the other wants, but it's not a big problem. I don't grade my language to suit Mon like most other foreigners I've know who've lived here. I don't want to fall into the pigeon English trap so I just speak the way I normally do and Mon has to deal with that. I think she learns more this way too. She doesn't change her Thai for me either. Cultural differences have been more of an adjustment than language issues.

I don't think it's wise to have a relationship where you can't communicate in the same language.
Speaking the same language it's already very hard to communicate.

Me and my ex-husband could communicate in English reasonably well, but it wasn't my mother language and it wasn't his. That made crucial communication very hard. Of course cultural difference made it a lot harder too.

Get a hold of your penises guys

lilmissmissy said:

huh?

lilmissmissy said:

Flambe said:

C'mon already!

Natisse said:

lilmissmissy said:

no clue. it can't have anything to do with what i said, anyways.

Fauxie said:

You mean like `where` and `whore`?

fathermcmeekle said:

Not in an, um, 'relationship'.

Flambe said:

Ok.

Fauxie said:

Sounds like your actual life is the better deal, everything considered.

fathermcmeekle said:

It's not so far from the truth actually. Try saying 'I sat' in English and in Thai you're saying 'Hey animal'. Say 'I hear' and you're saying 'Hey bitch' to a Thai.

Yet = fuck
He = vagina
Gone = ass
Jew = penis

retina said:

Yeah, on reflection I'm still better off.

damn.org
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I dated an Italian guy in college. He spoke English but he had a heavy accent.
One day he said "I have this very funny joke to tell you"
He told the joke, then he started laughing hysterically..for several minutes
I wasnt laughing because I didnt understand a word he said during the joke!!
I just watched him laugh and snort. I wanted to laugh too! Dayum!

He took me to meet his Uncle (who owned a pizza parlor) and they spoke Italian almost the entire time. I didnt care,I was enjoying all the free pizza.

I dated this guy who had a heavy ass Trini accent. He would talk and then I'd sit there like huh?

I knew it wouldnt work out

ThreadCula said:

Cultural differences/accents can be so charming.

A few months ago, I was seeing this Brazilian guy and the very first time he came to my house, I introduced him to my housemates, went into into the kitchen and came back to find him doing a *samba* in my living room. By himself. They just gave me this look of 'WTF??' whilst I looked on, holding a cup of coffee, with a 'This is normal' look on my face.

Then he asked my lesbian housemate to marry him so he could get a visa a few weeks later.

When I was 15, I fell in love with a gorgeous man from the Ukraine.

Unfortunately, he just saw me as a little girl, which broke my little heart.

Oh well.

onenitealone said:

this is hilarious