Several times growing up, my dad claimed to know a secret language. He would utter several sentences of phrases containing more z’s than my mind could comprehend. At one point, my sister even seemed to be picking up on it. I thought they were both crazy. It seemed impossible to me that my dad could know anything of the sort.
Twenty odd years later I found out I was wrong. I’m listening to Robin’s news on Howard Stern. She plays a recording of Hulk Hogan and his son talking over the prison phones. The son speaks English, then switches over to a combination of code words and a language containing z’s galore and that sounded exactly like what my Dad had spoken so many years earlier.ciezarney, Hulk Hogan, language, Toastmaster