Of course, what I learned at a university level did not help one iota when overhearing conversations in the male restroom of a Tijuana cantina, that is all slang.
My ex's parents were both Mexican nationals. My limited knowledge of Spanish was quite helpful. Mother in law spoke both, father in law not so much, but I knew enough to understand what he said, but I seldom respond in Spanish and he was likewise. He was pretty cool, didn't want to be a associated with the age of being a father in law, so we were Primos, cousins :lol:. Whenever I heard "ballaso", I knew my mother in law was talking about me, ballaso=clown :lol:. We had a heck of a party when they became Naturalized US Citizens.
