Quill wrote:
This kind of thing happens to me a lot, too. I'm not sure why. I will often say something like "Pass me the one other" when I mean to say "Pass me the other one." That's just a random example, but it's such a common thing for me that I've got to where I'll just say "Reverse that" and keep on talking without bothering to try to correct myself most of the time.
Other times, I can't get a word out, like what you're describing. However, I usually do recognize that I'm saying the wrong word, so I'll either try to say another word for whatever it is, or if I can, I'll try to describe whatever it is I'm talking about. Like I might say "Pass the crunchy, square things" when I want crackers but I can't stop calling them biscuits or whatever. It seems like a brain glitch or something.
+1 for the Gene-Wilder-as-Willie-Wonka reference. We use it a *lot* in our family, for just that same reason & we also have developed our own dialect that just assumes sometimes lots of extra words will be used to describe something instead of naming it. I always figured it was because we're hyper-lingual and just have too many words to choose from (kinda fits the ASD = not enough neural pruning theory).
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