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I came across these two the other day:
UNCLUBBABLE: unsociable
GRUTTEN: past participle of GREET
UNCLUBBABLE: unsociable
GRUTTEN: past participle of GREET
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Is that USS Daedalus NCC ...... I forget the numberI wonder if that's from Daedalus?
I wondered the same thing, but haven't stirred myself to actually find out...I wonder if that's from Daedalus?
Gross.SCORBUTIC: relating to or affected by scurvy. Thus, a 'scorbutic face.'
Ooo! I actually knew that one! Go me (happy Karen is easily pleased hehe)Salmagundi - a concoction or mixture
brephophagist n 1731 -1875
one who eats babies... um... aye-naw me no likey. Thought this must have happened often enough for there to be an actual word for it. In fact I saw an article about 4 months ago about people eating babies in China :/
And when they say "What you talking about?" you can laugh and tell them that they just don't understand your banterSo when someone questions my moves, I can explain 'it's the Balter!'
Me too, lol!I am proficient in baltering.
Hahaha, I have a perfect mental image right now. Thank you, I was having a dreary morning.Me too, lol!
In the kitchen.
With headphones on.
Singing to my favourite tunes loud enough that I have to close the door so Gordon can hear the TV
Hehe I do try my bestHahaha, I have a perfect mental image right now. Thank you, I was having a dreary morning.
@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.