Lionel Richie
Mohmar Gadhafi
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
09-09-09
Repetative dates are gay and nothing to get all flushed in the tits about. So what, some freaking numbers line up. I don't care. Quit being so queer and OCD, people. Nothing happened on a date with freaky numbers...
Except 911, which is an emergency phone number and a day of a horrible emergency....
shit.
Except 911, which is an emergency phone number and a day of a horrible emergency....
shit.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Choate
Nobody knows what it means, but I have used that word in the past. Usually I use it to describe objects or things I am not familiar with or can't remember the name of or am just plain hung up on. Usage: "Damn. I'll need to pick up some more choates when I go to the store."
Truth is, I've kinda lifted the word from a street sign, and last night I saw a baseball player from Tampa with that last name. It's out there.
I pronounce it CHote, like oat with an emphasis on the CH. It's a goad word because you can spit it out in venom or just kinda drawl it and it sounds cool. Like, "Hey man, pass me the choates." or "You fucking... CHoate!"
Now, some of you who know me have never heard me use this expression. It's probably because it's rare that I fumble for a name or word. The only person around me enough to hear it is Mrs. Dr. Murk and she detests verbal communication, preferring knives and poison to make a point. BUT, I think I might add this to my regular working vocabulary (sparing those of you who rarely see me, of course, and my loyal dice rolling friends).
You might want to try this word out for yourself. It's fun, easy and has no meaning, therefor is not poluted by our post Obama American jibber jabber.
Good day.
Truth is, I've kinda lifted the word from a street sign, and last night I saw a baseball player from Tampa with that last name. It's out there.
I pronounce it CHote, like oat with an emphasis on the CH. It's a goad word because you can spit it out in venom or just kinda drawl it and it sounds cool. Like, "Hey man, pass me the choates." or "You fucking... CHoate!"
Now, some of you who know me have never heard me use this expression. It's probably because it's rare that I fumble for a name or word. The only person around me enough to hear it is Mrs. Dr. Murk and she detests verbal communication, preferring knives and poison to make a point. BUT, I think I might add this to my regular working vocabulary (sparing those of you who rarely see me, of course, and my loyal dice rolling friends).
You might want to try this word out for yourself. It's fun, easy and has no meaning, therefor is not poluted by our post Obama American jibber jabber.
Good day.
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