This is a true story. A man called our emergency services complaining about his girlfriend who "hit him with a smoof."
A what, sir? She hit you with what?
"She hit me with a damn smoof!"
Please describe it to me, I don't understand.
"A smoof! A smoof! You know, what you use to smoof your clothes with..."
He was talking about an iron. I will never forget it. I love language and dialects, and this was a new one on me and I've been around for a while.
I only use my smoof for quilting, too, unless I get antsy and decide to smoof our cloth napkins.
