Lost. No translation.

"Do enter destination, puhleeeeeeze!" Begged little B. "I know where I'm going," Simone replied, gritting her teeth. "Puhleeeeeeeeze, Mom?" Simone sighed, pushed the voice activation button on the GPS and said, reluctantly, "Enter destination." The GPS requested the name of the city where they were headed. This is where the trouble begins, thought Simone, but she nonetheless said the name of the city, being careful to enunciate the first letter. She had already learned that the GPS had trouble differentiating between the letters "P" and "B". "Please wait while the list is populated," said the GPS. "Please choose a line number." Simone groaned. She cleared her throat. The city she wanted was on line two. "Two," she said as clearly as she could. "Possible responses are..." started the GPS. "Two!" Yelled Simone. "Four," said the GPS. "Accepted. Would you like to enter a street name?" "Back!" Said Simone who did not want to end up in Bradford at that particular time. "Back!" She repeated, hoping to change the city without starting the entire process again. Little B was giggling. "Possible responses are..." said the GPS. "Argh!" Yelled Simone. "Cancel route destination," said the GPS. Simone sighed with relief. Little B laughed a little bit longer then, when things got quiet again, said, "Do enter destination again, puhleeeeeeeeeze!" Sigh...