Dottie (dough-tee) when refering to a dog. I think my wife got it from a Jane's Addiction video in some fashion. I do not know but ten years later we see a cute dog we say "look at the little dottie"

So this morning a customer delivered a job for us to work on in this crazy kind of box, that kind of unfolds from its base, allowing you to get at all the lovely paper inside. Fine, nice idea, a real innovation. But check out the name:

What the fuck is a "Splox"?

So the shipping/receiving guy and I decided that "Splox" is a shitty name for this contraption, even if it is supposed to mean "speed-loading box". So we're appropriating the word, deciding it works better as a catch-all cussword, as in:

What the splox are you doing?

Holy fucking splox!

Ewww, I've got splox all over my hand.

Get away from me before I kick you in the splox.

I know, not a stunning (or even particularly funny) contribution to the thread, but I don't really give a splox.

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Debs/Goldman '08!

Vulge.

But I can't remember specifics. Only that it was obscenely biological.

I just thought of a new use for splox:

Literary: A splox o' both your houses!

(And Vulge sounds absolutely disgusting by itself, by the way.)

Number 2 son loves his pacifier, which we oh-so-creatively call his "binkie."

When he's calling for it, we say that he needs to be "embinkinated." If he dropped it, he needs to be "rebinkinated."

FaustusRebinkinator

"...with the dropping of the binkie and the crying and the having of the fit and the rebinkinating and such..."

We've made up a few new words in the necessity of dealing with The Force Of Nature Known As Our Son, but these pale in importance next to AC Jr's creation of new linguistic concepts. Now as far as linguistics go, I'm a descriptivist rather than a prescriptivist, so the way I see this is: he's not using the language incorrectly, he's creating his own grammar. He's not breaking existing rules so much as making his own, which he follows scrupulously.

Chief among these is what I call the "omnipresent possessive". He uses the word "My" as the subject in any first-person sentence, and likewise "your" for the second person. This is not merely claiming ownership of an object, as most two-year olds do almost incessantly (as in "my sidearm", "my shovel", "my bong", what have you), but using the possessive to describe his actions, thus: "My do it!" when we offer to help him with something he wishes to do himself; "My go outside!" when he decides we're being too fucking boring watching "Extreme Home Makeover" on the couch and he wants to walk down the block to The Mecca Lounge for a gimlet; and "My ride my bike!" which, to be perfectly frank, makes me tear up instantly with irrepressible, prideful ecstasy and become emotional to the point that I think my splox will burst.

[edited to correct the spelling of "splox", my own goddamn made-up word. What a dork I am.]

Excellent post, sir.

My thank you.

IPodolatry-idolization of techno-gizmos popularly found in superpowers experiencing late stage capitalism.

Pandemediocrity-pandemic outbreaks of the mediocre. Often coupled with symptoms of IPodolatry in 21st century Republics.

Complifucked (adj)- of sufficent complexity to be rendered useless or unintelligible. Usually used in reference to higher math functions or the paperwork required for various government transactions.

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Pandemediocrity

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Ha! Love it!

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Originally posted by Eric:
FaustusRebinkinator

"...with the dropping of the binkie and the crying and the having of the fit and the rebinkinating and such..."

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Ha! Glad the Simpsonsesque quality came through. Sometimes, when the baby cries, we think he's saying, "Marge! Bink me!"

My head asplox.

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My head asplox.

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Now thass what I'm talkin about.

Talked to my brother for an hour or two last night, during which conversation he reminded me of one of our sister's many contributions to the English language, namely ridonculous. Like when something is beyond ridiculous, it's ridonculous.

In a soul-displaced pheneketylneurotic haze I socketed the new WGB vocab micro-soft, jacked into my old Blade Runnered tuxedo deck...and (ahhh) suddenly felt binkinated.
At the risk of being garfunkled for contributing vulgified schmag to the mighty WGB, my thought it would be sploxingly foomy (in a technopsychostic kind of way) to engage in a freakazoidishly ridonculous attempt to use as many of these pitch hot new words as possible. Hopefully you're not harrisonbergeroned by all of my complif**cked idiotoxic schlage to the point of feeling like you've been naponed.

If you are, kick back, open a mountain grue or sip on some cheeps, dither off and do some time porn - google some dottie lab puppies or go shopping online and confront your Ipodolatry head on. Or if you hate all of the pop-porn, have an in-there party with chuther, get totally speciescentric and do something scrumfingly snexy . If you're feeling flippingly adventurous, pull a Daltrey and try it on the goingstairs or the aeroplanetrain (hopefully not with a double bagger). Watch out for the crapweasel prayhards, though. Yaba! there you 'av it! Bob's your oyster! Cronk on, all you dudes and dudettes! (Don't forget to herj this post!)


My apologies if I was unable to grok the fullness of your words and have unintentionally transmogrified their meaning.

Brian

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