that translator must be related to my wife.

Years ago I was out in front of our little town Post Office + this big rig pulls up with New Jersey plates with the driver needing directions. He spoke that Yankee swivel tongue + I couldn't understand a word he said. So I directed him down to the local grocery store + told him to ask the owner as he knew everything about this area. What I didn't tell him was the owner had a cleft palate. I had to go to work but I would have loved to be a fly on the wall on that "discussion?"