Minging Is Merciless

(My girlfriend and I are long distance and are on the phone to each other late at night. She had fallen asleep an hour ago but I was still awake. She then starts sleep talking.)

Girlfriend: “You’re good at minging.”

Me: “Minging? What’s minging?”

Girlfriend: “It’s a hair style, or when your hair changes colour when you graduate.”

Me: “What?”

Girlfriend: “I’ll show you next time I see you.”

(I told her about it the next day and she remembered saying it and remembered it making complete sense to her at the time. She has no idea what she was thinking, though.)