Stuff I found funny, interesting, just plain disturbing, or for my own personal benefit.
This week’s entry in the category of Spam Prose:
Croak and call out,
“Bless my boots!”
In suchor snacks,
You order your food and take it.
You have ever tried to wind a clock,
But the machine one was satisfied,
And the king and queen
Of the in everything.
The great horns skirmished about
Orders that came so often now
For flowers to lay
To the charms of the cake.
Anyone that’s been reading this for a while now, might know I like the try and coin the odd word now and then. In case you don’t remember, I’ve brought you the likes of both Sunderfox and, to the best of my knowledge, Faceborg, and I’ve yet receive any credit whatsoever for it (*shocking…*).
Today I bring you a brand new word, perfect for dinner parties, fishing trips, or anywhere you might find yourself really.
The word is purchasipate, a portmanteau of “purchase” and “participate,” which basically means “you gotta pay to play.”
Think of all the uses… “purchasipatory,” “purchasipation,” the list goes on and on…
The call has already been made to the Kinsmen Telemiracle Foundation, asking them to change the name to “PurchasipACTION.”
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