Scene: Nate’s bedroom. Nate is playing with his cars. Dad is unsuccessfully trying to get Nate to put his pajamas on.
Nate: Hey daddy, do you know what (unintelligible) is?
Dad: Um, what? Do I know what what is?
Nate: (unintelligible)! Do you know what (unintelligible) is?
Dad: Did you say Hannah Montana? Do I know what Hannah Montana is?
Nate: No! Not Hannah Montana! I’ll just tell you. It’s pink.
Dad: What’s pink?
Nate: (unintelligible)!
Dad: Okay, it’s pink. But what is it?
Nate (shouting): It’s pink!
Dad begins to laugh uncontrollably.
Nate: Oh, wait a minute, I forgot. It’s not pink.
I finally figured out that he was saying (or trying to say) anaranjado, which is (apparently) the Spanish word for the color orange. Ah well, I expect his pronunciation is better than mine is.
/ZZ Top
well, pink is the new orange, right?