Discrete Language
2008-03-02 @ 7:00 a.m.

He said "DOG" in a screeching falsetto.
"Shut up."
"I'm warping your language schemas, bitch."
"Seriously, I don't care about what you learned in Linguistics today."
"No, you see, language is discrete. Like, you don't say dog in a high pitched voice to denote that it's a small dog--"
"I know."
"No, but--"
"You combine discrete symbols, like 'dog' and 'small' to communicate an idea. Language isn't physical. Blah blah. I took this class last semester. Now go die."
"Whatever," he spoke, defeated.
"Seriously, that was really mature."

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