It breaks down almost completely to a mush.

几乎能煮成糊状。

So as the lump of clay goes back and forth from one person to another, reworked, reshaped, and always changing, it's no wonder our messages sometimes turn into a mush of miscommunication.

当黏土块在人们之间，不断传递，重塑，变形，难怪我们的讯息有时会变成 一堆交流不畅的烂泥巴。