Me: “I learned most of my Japanese through pop-culture. You know, things like Mr. Roboto.”

She: “What is this Mr. Roboto?”

Me: “It’s a song that goes Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto…”

SheB: “Wait! ‘Domo arigato’ means something?”

Me & She: “Thank you very much.”

SheB: “Oh, oh! I thought they were making up words.”

Me: “No, sorry.”

She: “So, this Mr. Roboto is a children’s song?”

Me: “No, it’s a pop tune from the 80’s. For adults. Now, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…that was more for kids, but not entirely.”

She: “Teenage Mutant..”

Me: “Ninja Turtles, right. I learned how to say hello in Japanese from my nephew. He learned from the Turtles. Ohio!”

SheB: “This is so sad.”

She: “Yes.”

Me: “No, what’s sad was I think I’m turning Japanese, I really think so.”

She: “What?”

SheB: “Yeah, what was so bad about…wait, I’m not sure I want to know.”

Me: “It was a song about masturbation.”

SheB: “Really?! I never knew.”

She: “Why? I don’t understand.”

Me: “No one really does.”

SheB: “You’re driving foreign relations into the ground here.”

Me: “I’m not responsible for the 80’s.”