Oh, uh, uh, uh, sausage.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, bratwurst?
Oh, oh, a hot dog.
Penny, aren’t you gonna draw something?
Relax, we got time, this is so fun.
There.
A solar system.
Uh, uh, uh, uh, um, unidentified flying liverwurst?
I don’t…
Now?
Soon.
Come on, Leonard, I am spoon-feeding this
to you.
I don’t know, uh, Casper the alcoholic ghost?
All right, that’s enough.
Uh, hands.
Uh, nail, polish?
Yep!
Wait, no, no.
No.
The word is Polish.
See, look.
Polish sausage.
And the, the model of the solar system developed
by Nicolaus Copernicus, a Polish astronomer.
And then, finally, if that wasn’t enough,
which it should have been, this is Madame
Curie killing herself by discovering radium,
who, although she was a naturalized French
citizen, was Polish by birth.
Excuse me, the 
word is polish.
See?
Small P.
Ah. So it is.
I guess we both share blame on this one.
