I was at the Post Office this morning.
One of the guys says, “Como estas?” (How are you?)
I respond, “no bueno.” He responds, “Porque?”
I respond, “Me duela la rodilla.” (My knee hurts.)
His voice goes up oddly, and he responds, “What’s up with your tortilla??”
He said he thought I said, “mi tortilla le heule.” (My tortilla stinks).
I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time!