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#8
Haecceity! That is just, well, words fail me. I never even imagined the possibility of haecceity.
Two new words in two days. I am very happy.
:D:D:D
 
#14
Ok, what about one you've can't find anywhere... cause yours truly made it up (for a novel of-course), i.e. "dragheat", meaning the application of a dragons fiery breath to an object like a sword, to give it magical properties ;)
 
#18
@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.
 

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#19
@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.
Wow! That's quite an experience.
 
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Jennifer Stone

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#20
@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once. She was doing a degree in German and spent a year in Munich in 1959. Germany was still 'post-war,' and her landlady told her she must go to register as an 'alien' at the local police station.
She asked a passing policeman where to get in. There was a long road and a long wall with windows as far as she could see, and no sign anywhere of the entrance. He smiled, reached up and rapped on a window. The window opened. He spoke to someone inside. Then he got hold of my mother by the waist, hoisted her aloft feet first and posted her in through the window, into the waiting arms of a policeman inside. Who wagged his finger, said she was a naughty fraulein not to have registered sooner then got her registered as an alien.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.
Once when i was younger, my mum, my sister and i went out shopping. Unfortunately my mum forgot her house keys, my dad went out after us and naturally locked up. So when we returned before him, little ol' me had to climb in through the kitchen window to retrieve keys and unlock the door. I do love the word 'defenestration', from the french 'fenetre' meaning window.
 
#22
@defenestration. My mother got fenestrated once.

She was wearing a dress and coat. A day for wearing 'thunder knickers' if ever there was one.
Great anecdote. I wish I had an interesting background, but in its absence I have to make things up. Remind me to tell you of the time I saved Jennifer Aniston and the Queen Mum from a rabid bear released by the Russian secret service as part of a plot to destabilise both Hollywood and the Royal Family thereby crushing the whole capitalist-royalist hegemony thing. They offered me a knighthood, but I was too modest.

P.S. I don't know what thunder knickers are.
P.P.S. I don't want to know.
 
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Jennifer Stone

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#23
Great anecdote. I wish I had an interesting background, but in its absence I have to make things up. Remind me to tell you of the time I saved Jennifer Aniston and the Queen Mum from a rabid bear released by the Russian secret service as part of a plot to destabilise both Hollywood and the Royal Family thereby crushing the whole capitalist-royalist hegemony thing. They offered me a knighthood, but I was too modest.

P.S. I don't know what thunder knickers are.
P.P.S. I don't want to know.
Hey marc that sounds like an idea for a book!
 
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