Around some people, you can use completely the wrong word, and have them still know what you mean. Like referring to a bumbleberry pie (inexplicably) as a 'battered wife pie,'
and to those little spore/burs that we found on our clothes after picking blackberries for the battered wife pie and stuck to Koala's forehead as 'spurs.'
Some people will buy the deoderant that comes with two Biore Pore Perfect strips, and then let you use one to clean out your nose pores while you both hide your chins with your hands.
Some people can look at you with one eye, and at the camera with the other.
Some people dress you up in too much mascara and then spray water at your face to make it run, all the while saying 'I'm so sorry' because every time you get sprayed in the face, you flinch as though you've been struck. They do this for artsy reasons of their own
but then they also snap photos of you while you're telling a story, wrapped in a plaid blanket, and you end up looking shocked but not altogether displeased at the approach of your own death.
If you are one of these people, I thank you for an entertaining Monday.