My co-worker G. is very very intelligent and well-read but sometimes he has a little trouble with pronouncing words.
One bright library afternoon, a man came in and handed G. a note describing a certain car in the parking lot that had its lights on. He asked if G. would make an announcement about it.
For one brief moment, I saw a look of panic in G.'s eyes. He then let out a big sigh and turned on the intercom.
"Attention, library patrons. We have a white VULVA with its lights on. A white VULVA with its lights on. Thank you."
All of us, including the patrons, collapsed into hysterics. He laughed too but seemed a little defensive.
"Well! How IS it pronounced anyway?!"
"VOL-vo, G! VOL-vo!"
The library is non-stop fun.
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