February 14, 2011
Word Request
“That feeling you get when you realize you have no idea how to pronounce the word you’re about to say, because you’ve only ever used it online, but it’s too late to turn back.”
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comments:
- Joel Bernstein: I know right?
- Rick Neece: Being nice is a dainty way to put it.
- Rick Neece: Hey Cristopher? Who cried “uncle” first, at the end of your ten-year stand-off? To quote my...
- Michael Smith: Ours is the kitchen.
- Amy Mabli: That’s what happens when you give the dogs the bed.
- Deron Bauman: Sweet Jesus.
- Michael Smith: Don’t we all.
- Pam: I have a story coming out soon in a ‘little mag’, Chicago Quarterly Review. An old friend recently...
- Pam: And I thought, somedays, that my work was meaningless…
- Pam: I remember Eggleston at the Art Institute in Chicago a couple years ago. He was elegantly dressed in a dark suit...
- Christopher Walken: Hey Clusterflockers, Realize y’all are hurting. I’ve been a really close friend of my...
- Marco: This works pretty well in mobile, more so in iOS
- Michael Smith: It was not the intent of management to imply all sissies are “namby pamby”. Management was...
- Rick Neece: I take umbrage with the term “namby pamby.” Some sissies are fierce.
- Carole Corlew: Shelia. Happy no big deal day. I would start your very own post but this phone is in semi rebellion.
This request reminds me of my ejaculation story.
Even before I saw Andrew’s comment–my thought was that “sylabagismed” might fit.
Splutterance.
There’s the tale about the broadcaster who was ripped and reading a story about the overthrow of a dictator with a very long, complicated name. The writer had forgotten to put in a pronouncer. So the broadcaster told about the overthrow of the leader of blah blah, then added the former dictator’s “name has been withheld pending notification of next of kin.”