I used to have thoughts about things and stuff...
I used to have thoughts about things. I used to have thoughts and then sometimes I would post those thoughts on my "weblog", or, you know, "blog".
It is my earnest desire that very soon now, very soon indeed, I'll actually start posting again to my blog. I really like my blog, and I really like thinking up silly little bits of foolishness and posting them to said blog. It just plain makes me happy.
-New Favorite Faux Epithets (some of these I have just made up)-
*Motherfrakker! (easy to swap in for that other, naughtier word; plus, it's all sci-fi-ey)
*Well, golly-bill!
*Aw, sassafrass!
*Shazbot!
*Oh, boogerpants!
*Gol-dern!
*Dadgum!
*Dagnabbit!
*Consarn it!
*Dograbbit!
*Damframpton!
*Darn!
*Heck!
*Shucks!
*Dang!
*Hecky-darn!
*Dram it!
*Oh, shell!
*Well, foot!
*Holy handbag!
*Mary, mother of Cindy and Paul, and daughter of Randall and Irma-Jean!
*Aw, doody!
2 Comments:
Don't forget sugar-booger
10:19 PM, September 15, 2005
The old folks at home miss your daily posts as well. Sometimes they serve to entertain us and sometimes they serve to inspire us, but they always make us proud (even though your vocabulary sometimes makes Mom wince a bit. I think she's actually getting immune to it now. As she says, it's kind of like Deadwood. You become so absorbed with the writing the vulgarities begin to sound poetic). Here's one more pseudo-slang creation to add to your list. I used to work with a lady who often used the word "Piffed". As in, " Oh, I am so piffed!" When I asked her what that meant, she said it was a cross between pissed and miffed.
Keep writing every chance you get. Practice makes perfect.
7:44 PM, September 17, 2005
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