I was actually asked to leave a posh charity fundraiser once by my boss, just because I was explaining to a very, very fancy potential donor why the hat she was wearing was called a fascinator. With pictures.
Still, you’ve gotta find your fun where you can, and I get very bored at these events.
Dare I ask for the explanation? 
Is that why the capital is called ‘Bang Cock’? 
I mean I’m no language expert, but if it’s from the same derivation as the verb “to fascinate” then it’s originally from this:
@Lord_of_Uzkulak
Ha! 
Well no, not really…“Bangkok” isn’t even the real Thai name.
Nobody here calls it that (except for talking with a tourist).
The real name of “Bangkok” is
“Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit”.
Yep, I kid you not.
The Thai simply say Krung Thep.
It’s kinda like “Japan”…the Japanese call themselves Nihonjin and their language as Nihongo. Never have they said Japan in their history.
… Both cases are just adopted Western names that are universally used throughout the world, even the people who live there never say it.
Anyways, back to the original topic :
Boo Sweden!
Bah humbug Denmark!
Scandinavian savages the both of you!
You have to be kidding…
googled name
Wow… thats… a long name… weird…
Makes llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch look downright pedestrian by comparison doesn’t it?
Yeah… it saves heaps in lettering costs…
@Fuggit_Khan , @Bloodbeard, @Admiral
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https://www.facebook.com/1961378347432598/posts/2510560539181040/
@Oxymandias : Thank you! Haha, yes!
@Fuggit_Khan : Thai people has got that damn right, they do!
Lovely name stories there!
Untamed savage reporting! 
@Habitual_Lurker : HAHA! I am proud of you, sir. I’ve done something similar on a Warhammer tournament, but you did it on a higher level, so to speak. Good to hear of your excellent learning and willingness to share it with others! 
Fascinating fascinus forever!
@Lord_of_Uzkulak : Pedestrian indeed! But don’t break your tongue.
@MichaelX : HAHAHA! New record in unfortunate opening of surströmming. Inside a car!
Here is a translation of a Swedish song from 2016, on the topic of the national speech defect known as the Danish language:
40k version can be found here.
Woodcut by Olaus Magnus.
Lay of the Danish Bailif: Balladen om den Danske fogden - YouTube
By Ola Aurell
Ack! Let me record the horror that happened,
due to a foreign master’s accent,
't was during Yuletide and the snow it lay new,
when the bailif from Denmark rode into our village.
And the knees trembled like rattles on everyone,
for woe unto those who bothers when the bailif commands,
and the backs became wet by fright when he said:
(Garbled Danish)
For no one understood,
what he wanted to have.
One dares not to ask what the bailif just said,
when the bailif wears sword and rules our clime,
but however it was, was the beer barrel put forward,
as well as herring-sausage and dill-fat and new-roasted lamb,
we gathered rings and coins in a box,
and gave all of what treasures here was to summon,
yet the bailif but shook his head and said:
(Garbled Danish)
And God alone knew,
what he wanted to have.
So Trash-Tyko’s daughter with her behind bared,
was carried to the bailif and then a fellow,
we flogged Little-Grim in the hope that it,
was black and blue dwarf that he came here to see.
But the bailif looked sour, and now spread the panic,
what demanded his mercy to not become disappointed?
we ran and we razed, while he shouted as before:
(Garbled Danish)
And no one understood,
a word of his howl.
We painted the sheep, and hanged our priest,
we raised up a cross with a nailed-on horse,
we forced down grandmother into the badger nest,
and Gorm gave to the bailif his cut foot.
And the bairns became ground to flour in the mill,
and the village burned, and soon it was only me left, but,
I coped not care more about the bailif who shouted:
(Garbled Danish)
Amid corpse piles, horse-cross and flames aroaring.
I said: Fly to Satan with the power and tax,
and sat down feebly by well and drank water,
then I stretched out the ladle to the bailif who said:
(Danish Thank You)
For it was a gulp water,
that he had wanted to have.