"Diim gai?"
Furthermore, having learned "Why?" I have also learned "I don't know" given that it's Man's constant and unflappable response. And thus our household is stuck in a loop:
Me: Diim gai?
Man: Mm gi doh.
When our laundry pile was 4 feet high...
Mm gi doh.
When we saw the Easter explosion on these two houses...
Diim gai?
Mm gi doh.
When we saw the broken-legged cockroach spinning in circles on the floor of a house for sale...
Diim gai?
Mm gi doh.
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