Original text:
"Every single time I look someone else has beat me to it some poor bastard bites the dust I really don't know who to trust. But there's one thing I can't deny I'd rather it was me they fried have a drink from an empty cup light a match and burn me up."

...10 translations later we get:
"Whenever I see someone else did it and who play their unfortunately I do not know their name. But one thing, I can not deny that he is ready pour a drink from me, matches and burn."

Becomes:

Original text:

" Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord: He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored; He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword: His truth is marching on. "

...10 translations later we get:
"I see the glory of God, is angry harvest, store, quick release Grape and terrible deadly fireball: this is how it happens."

Gee, I wonder if we put some of Lisa's posts in, would they come out in normal English? :evil:

^ HA!

Guess what famous line this is?

Do you know how to whistle, do not you? You just put your mouth for awhile.

You know how to whistle, don't you? Just put your lips together and blow.


Try this one:

"Whether or not, but the problem"

Original text:
"A dress is like a barbed fence. It protects the premises without restricting the view."

...10 translations later we get:
"Wear protection, like barbed wire, without any limitation of the local angle."

It really is interesting two see where the corruption happens. My previous example survied Afrikaans perfectly, slight degradation through Albanian and then blew up with Arabic.

But this is mutilated by Afrikaans and get screwed by Albanian:

How about a contest for most reductive:

Becomes (after 54 translations):

Wow, you translated it into Pink Floydian. :)