Throwing Stones

Our distant cousin murders the English language every single time she trills. WOYt is white, and Blah is black, and her long A’s can barely maneuver these hills. AmbyEance means ambulance, and her R’s are a pure musician’s nemesis. Uh-oh, here she comes, hiding behind a language couple, and she’s fully dressed. Has she seen us? This cousin who has no idea that she’s a murderess through and through? Oh, hi darling. We’d invite you to stay, but there’s only room in this restaurant for me and him, and these other two.