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How do you expect to play baseball on that ankle without a toolbox in these modern times? You're pitiful!

Today I learned how to say pitiful in Indonesian (sedihkan). I have to chuckle at the randomness every time my Indonesian word of the day pops up on my itouch. I can also say baseball, toolbox, and modern times. My favourite so far is pergelangan kaki, which means ankle. I'm sure these words will all come in very handy...

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  1. rugbygirl28 July 2011 at 18:54

    Very useful words you are learning.... what about - I don't fancy the rat on the skewer thank you!! Translation before September please?!!! x

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