Hunter, there is no argument here, really.
I was asking an explanation, thinking of some confusion between feet and meters, like it happens to me at time. And cracked what I thought was a small joke at the end. You misunderstood and we explained each other. End.
BTW, I'm surprised you (and probably others too) got my post in another thread as if I criticized a person for laughing at my English, because, again and once more, I was cracking a joke, in that case at myself. In fact, even if I'm told that I speak a good English, I perfectly know that my accent, and my English too, isn't perfect and I do make mistakes. Like when I told a joke and my pronunciation of moron was more likely of maroon. Well, everybody got it anyway and laughed even more, at the joke and at my mistake. And I laughed with them of course.
I tend not to take me and life too seriously: I like jokes and laughing. That's it. Because, like someone wrote (was he Antoine de Saint Expury?), if you loose the pleasure to play, then you have lost the kid from your inner soul. Basically, I'm just a grown up kids, who still like to play in the mud. That's way I like caving....
Cheers -- Renato