The Joys of the English Language

So I had Luigi call a bunch of florists today to find out how much a corsage would be for his date for the 9th grade dance. He kept coming down and asking me what it was called and I kept telling him "corsage", he'd go up and come down and ask again. Then I told him to make sure the flower would match something burgundy since that is the color of his vest and tie. So he came down a few more times asking me to repeat the color. The last time he came down and I told him "burgundy" he laughed and said, "oh man, I just told the man it was lamburghini, no wonder he was so confused!"

Man I love that kid!