Thursday, February 26, 2009

Fun With Twisted Linguistics - Custom comment codes for MySpace, Hi5, Friendster and more
I slaved over a hot Internet all day and all night to get these Words Gone Wild blasfomys for you. These are the words, and your task is to (1) define them or (2) use them to write me a poem. Have fun, and Happy Thursday!

xeay machins
soap opra


Skunkfeathers said...

Commosion: disturbance in the dunny

Vigelante: citizen salad dressing cop

Pensieve: a leaky BIC

Soap opra: it'll take a lot *ducking boos and throwd Oprah programs*

Likelyhood: part of town easily recognized as 'bad'

Aspirn: redneckspeak for what a 'moon' can be seenin' when it's exposed

Roxan said...

commosion- When the toilet blows up.

Kanrei said...

Understandably- to understand on a Saturday

Complaintive- a complaint about a plain date

commosion- a common explosion, nothing special

vigelante- a latté made from vinegar

scutinizing- picking on Rin Tin Tin

xeay machines- Xnay on the Arching Bandmays

pensieve- a cheap penis

complicitous- Third ruler of Roman after Copernicus

aspirn- to aspire to relieve pain

excrusicating- the pain of being behind a Sunday driver out for a cruise

soap opra- What Ms Whinfrey uses to clean herself

muchlees and likelyhood win.

Serena said...

Oh, you guys are good! You had me in stitches and spewing Coke Zero when I read these. I'm still snorting and LMAO over Kan's cheap penis. Thank y'all so much for some terrific giggles.:-)

G-Man said...

Hi Sherry, I'm hozin tonight, sorry.

Serena said...

It's okay, Galen. We're all tired and dragging.:)

Kaknu said...

In small claims court instead of a plaintiff they call the person, complaintive.

Scutinizing, sometimes scooting on ones bum helps them think. It’s similar to walking a mile in another person’s shoes, just lower to the ground.

Ever been busily cooking in the kitchen and had an incredible idea, but couldn’t find a pen to jot it down? We’ve solved that issue with our new invention, the pensieve. Strain your pasta or wear it as a hat, but you’ll always have a handy pen.

Serena said...

Do you hear the sound of clapping, Kaknu? That's me! Because you are very, very good at defining blasfomys. Well done!:)