"Vijay
I'm a sad, lonely, depressed - yes, clinically depressed - 30-year-old virgin who still lives with his parents and barely ever leaves the house. What can I do?"
"You have come to the right place...for you can always learn a language!
Never mind that about half of those things are true of me, too"
"But...which one???"
(shuffles origami fortune teller)
"And your next language is...Enindhilyagwa!"
"N in the what what?"
"Enindhilyagwa. It's an Australian language"
"NOOOO!!! I was so hoping for something
normal, like
French! You know, like a language that could get me
laid!!
"
"There, there. You know, people like going out with...
exotic people.
"
"*sniff*...exotic people?"
"Yes! And how better to make yourself look exotic...than to be into an exotic
language?"
"...gee, I guess I never thought about it that way!"
"
That's because I just pulled all this out of my ass to save my hide at the last minute without ever verifying anything remotely similar to this claim experimentally or even finding any citations. Linguoboy would be very disappointed."
"What?"
"Oh, Iii was just, uh, talking to myself in Enindhilyagwa!
"
"What did you say?"
"
Well, if you knew Enindhilyagwa, you'd
know, wouldn't you?
"
"Oh, yeah, I would. I guess I better go get studying! Thanks, Vijay!"