|I don't know I speak french.|
|Wait, is it morning or night?|
So one day in my Sophmore year of highschool, someone pointed out I counted in French. I responded that this was Incredible. I always thought I was making french up, and then one day a few years ago, someone corrected me. No, I said it correctly, I just misused the verb. Yep, I was speaking french.
German is even more fun. I only speak it in the morning when I am waking up. It weirds me out too. The scottish accent kicks in when I am tired or really frustrated. There are times when speaking that the accent kicks in on its own.
Imagine the shock of my school counselor when I spoke with a full scot, and no explanation.