Dang-ewe, beddy mets

Good morning, sir. How are you today!

Cuffyment malgh.

One coffee with milk. Anything else, sir?

Wonclesh wutterford bebbles.

...and a glass of sparkling mineral water.

Dead sid.

On a holiday, sir? Or business?

I mow, churn-a-liss. Irite fodder, debts noose-baby N.S.A., hondle-spluthin' rhutter-dumb. Big a star-bore, Indybird.

Right. Lots and lots of ships come and go in the harbor there. So it is Holland, then. You know, I just went to see the Fen Gose in the National Gallery. Great sense of color.

Eeh nah-lunned vehlie guard beddy-beddy mets. Ram Brunt, Monne Treon, Dacone Ing.

So in Holland you really cherish your heritage. A real nation of art lovers, you are.

Dead Sid.

Well, you have a pleasant stay here, sir. I will be right back with your order.

Dang-ewe, beddy-beddy mets.

Even onverstaanbaar:

SAVONS ET SOCHONS

NI BELLE

SE NU PATIENT

Ofwel: 's Avonds en 's ochtends niet bellen, zenuwpatiënt.