Fibbing Friday #293

Last week, Pensitivity101 wanted to know our definitions for these, please.

1. What is a running stitch?

It’s the sharp pain I get in my side, when I chase the ice-cream truck down the street.

2. What is the collywobbles?

It’s a Jell-O/gelatin salad with cauliflower embedded in it.

3. What is a tea caddy?

He’s the butler who follows rich golfers around, on ritzy, expensive, exclusive country-club golf courses, and serves petit fours and cucumber sandwiches at the ninth hole turn.

4. What is a stick of words?

It lies somewhere between a protest sign, and a cudgel.

5. What is a flash drive?

It’s the new sport that’s replacing streaking, where a friend transports you, standing to attention – au naturel – through the club district, in the bed of his pickup truck.

6. What is a precipice?

The leading cause of death at the Grand Canyon, is guys urinating over the edge.

7. What is a toupee?

An alcoholic Frenchman

8. What is a robin?

The price of eggs these days – chickens are getting paid in crypto-currency.

9. What is linex?

A no longer popular type of kitchen/bathroom flooring

10. What is a brazier?

That’s what a classy redneck calls an over-shoulder-boulder-holder.

Fibbing Friday #276

Pensitivity101’s theme last week was Who said/sang/wrote………………..

1. I want to break free.

The hymn of many a person in prison.  Occasionally one or two manage to make this refrain a reality!!

2. No more the fool.

My redneck neighbor – he’s already reached legal maximum.  He’s not a complete fool, though.  Some parts are missing.

3. Food, glorious food.

What many people think when they see the buffet at a favourite restaurant or cruise ship.

4. The Princess Diaries.

The private journals and papers of that entitled Chica at the local High School.  Don’t let her fool you, she’s got all the notes on most of the guys (and many of the girls too!).  All under lock and key in her luxurious bedroom.

5. The Name of the Game.

Monopoly, Yahtzee, Trouble, Sorry…  I know, Truth or Dare!  The truth is not to take the dare if you can help it!

6. You can’t hurry love.

“Hurry love??!”  He’s already going so fast that he’s back on the couch with a cold beer, and her hair isn’t even mussed.

7. Kiss me Kate.

Ellen Degenerate, the author of the new LGBTQ romance.  I don’t know who Kate is, but consent is always a good thing.

8. Catch a falling star.

They are worth a ton of money to the rock hounds and collectors.

9. Absolute Power.

Corrupts absolutely, as we have evidence of with the Orange Dictat-wanna-be.

10. I’ll have what she’s having.

This is what you get when the dating pool consists of the family picnic.  I’m sure the sister of the redneck wife next door has already offered the husband a cold beer, and a warm bed, as soon the separation is official.

Fibbing Friday #265

Val from A Different Perspective kindly sent Pesitivity101 a list of slang words last week, so here is her selection for your fibbing frenzy this week:

1. Poggers

It was a game that was played – perhaps still is – by the young in years, and the young at heart, using the cardboard cap-liners from Hawaiian juice bottles – Passionfruit, Orange, and Guava.

2.  Simp

I’m drawing a blank for this one – Sorry!

3. Bussin

Taking public transit has never been so cool, or so the younger folk would have us believing.  I mean anything they do has to be cool or it’s not worth doing!

4.  Delulu

That’s the award that Pensitivity bestows each week, for the best, funniest, most interesting fib.  If you haven’t received it yet, you need to Lie Hard, or tell True Lies.  Not to boast, but I’ve won it twice in the same week.

5.  Gucci

What we used to say to new babies when they arrived…  Gucci, Gucci, Goo!  Now the modern parent is taught to talk to your kid like they are little adults, some even dress them up like little adults too.

6. Vibing

That permanent energy that those with ADHD, and young children, have.  Kind of like Bugs Bunny, always on the go and driving everyone around him crazy, or insane with laughter!

7. Rizz

These are crispy, round, cheese-based crackers, made by a company that’s desperately tap-dancing around a trademark infringement.

8.  Cheugy

That’s a redneck drunk.  None of this damned, delicate sip, sip, sip!  If yer gonna get wasted and make a hillbilly ass of yourself, do it the way Larry The Cable Guy says – Git ‘Er Done!  See below.

9.  Booed up

…. Oh, that’s Booed up, not Boozed up.  My confusion may have been caused by blurry vision, from imbibing a pint – or seven – too many at the local, last night.

10. Beige Flag

This is the standard flown by Incels, guys who are so uninteresting that they can’t even convince a female to agree to a mercy hump.  They flutter off automobiles, but you’ve probably never noticed.  When one of them enters a room, it’s like two normal people leave.

’23 A To Z Challenge –W

My Grandmother whooped a nun.

It would have been a lot funnier, if you had spelled it WHUPPED, which is already slang for ‘whipped.’  

Hillbillies!  😮  They live among us – and say/type things like ‘Yalls truck,’ instead of ‘your.’   😥

Apparently there are only so many IQ points, and they get divided among an increasing population – just not equally.  Be sure that your kids get theirs.  If you’re left with any, try to donate them to teachers.

Beware, Geeks Bearing Gifts

We were off to see the Wizard of White Eyes, minion of his better half, the Mistress of Mischief, Captain Chaos.

Quite aware that you can’t get the entire island of Manhattan for $12 worth of beads anymore, we only took along enough trinkets and trade goods to swap for a motel room for three nights.

The trip began with some free entertainment.  When we reached the border, we got into one of about eight lines of cars, waiting to be cleared by border guards.  Inch forward – inch forward…. From the rear passenger seat of the Honda beside us, a young, Asian female climbed out and stretched.

Then, from the shotgun seat, a young male Asian also climbed out, stretched, and spoke to her.  Next, the young male Asian driver climbed out and left his door open.  Finally, everybody rotated one space counter-clockwise.  The driver got in the left back.  The female moved up to front passenger, and the other male walked around to become the driver.  I had just watched a real, live, honest-to-goodness Chinese Fire Drill.

Ohio has a problem with drug usage.  Highway signs urge anyone with information about illegal drugs to call a special telephone number.  Small-town pharmacies near John Erickson’s home refuse to stock any opiates – fearing either robberies, or narc-raids.  They will not even order and dispense his Government-mandated migraine pain medication.  Knowing that we can be quite a pain in the ass neck, I obtained a couple of bottles of Tylenol, the strongest OTC pills available in Canada.

They were so sweet to allow us to intrude for a couple of days, so I brought along a half-gallon of dark maple syrup to top them back up to standard.  Captain Chaos says that she occasionally cooks with it, and even sometimes puts it in her coffee.  I don’t drink coffee, but I’m gonna try it in a night-time hot chocolate.

I am amazed that the occasional record store still exists.  Vinyl is making a comeback, though most of their sales are CDs.  It was regrettable that John could not find someone who could get an autographed copy of Idina Menzel’s book, at a signing in Chicago.  As a consolation prize, I managed to obtain a copy of her latest album release for him.  John Travolta badly mispronounced her name, when giving her an award.  Stores near John don’t carry it, because Amish and rednecks never heard of her.

As a thank you gift for our harassed hostess, we found a life-sized (for her) stuffed bear to add to her collection.  He is Crusader Rabbit’s friend, Crusader Bear.  Despite the strappy sandals, he’s not really a Roman bear.  He’s an historical re-enactor, like John.

That’s enough of me patting myself on the back for upsetting the Canada/US balance of Trade.  Just wait till I relate the mischief that we got up to while we were there.  😉

Food For Fibbing Friday

Last week, Pensitivity101 wanted to know if we were hungry. Maybe not for our suggestions as to what these are!

  1. Cock-a-leekie

That’s a medical problem that many old guys like me suffer from.  It’s the price we have to pay to get older.  Many older women also suffer a related problem.  There are pads, and special underwear to sop up the overflow, but can you really trust a personal protection product named…. Depends??

2. Baked Alaska

The sun does not set in most of Alaska for six months in the summer.  Does that mean that you guys don’t sleep for six months??  🙄  Yes, it’s why Sarah Palin thought that she could see Russia from her front door – sleep deprivation.  Throw in Global Warming, and lots of sunny days, and some restaurants are offering a new organic specialty – toasted muskeg.

3. Toad in the hole

That’s the term of love and respect that my Redneck Karen neighbour uses for me.  Y’all don’t go nowhere, er do nothin’  Youse is just an old toad in the hole.  Which is still better than the term commonly used for her and her inbred brood – “Known to Police!”

4. Boeuf Bourguignon

He was a French actor wrestler, who appeared in the ring about the same time as Hulk Hogan and The Rock.

5. Quiche Lorraine

I thought you were referring to Quickie Lorraine, the hooker who works near the train station.

6. Chicken Chasseur

He’s the guy who is forever pursuing that poor bird, demanding to know why it crossed the road.

7. Creole Succotash

At last, I know the first name of the poor guy that Sylvester the Cat claims is always ‘Sufferin.’

8. Pan di Rosmarino

It’s a big pot of spaghetti Bolognese, that ex-quarterback Dan Marino’s wife, Rosa cooks up for family dinners.

9. Instant Whip

It’s the name of a well-known Dominatrix Den downtown.  But guys, if you want to be debased and controlled, just get married.

10. Loukoumades

It’s a slightly slurred warning from an Australian bloke.  It’s equivalent to the American expression, “Hold my beer, and watch this.”

Where Angels Fear To Tread

More like Angels With Dirty Faces.  What the TSA don’t know about what happens on the highways, can’t hurt me.  We haven’t been anywhere since our visit to BrainRants, five years ago, long before COVID.  We paid off our mortgage.  We paid off our car.  We beat our credit card balance down to a reasonable amount.  I felt that we deserved a treat, so I ensured that the air pressure in our passports was up, and started to plan and plot

Even earlier than our BrainRants trip, we had managed to visit John Erickson and his wife for a mere two hours.  As a penance for using my blog-site to prove that his wit was faster than mine, (Mine is tied to a calendar, while his springs off a stopwatch.) he grudgingly agreed to allow us to visit for a whole two days.

I immediately booked a three-night stay at a nearby Red Roof Inn that doesn’t have a red roof.  Like the one that the son and I stayed at, in Batavia, NY, this one was purchased from another chain.  The roof has not been redone, and may never be.  It has internal corridors and room doors.

After the $500/night financial fiasco at the big Toronto hotel, I didn’t pay the online-listed $79/night charge.  I didn’t pay the members’ 15% reduced fee of $68.  When I phoned in my reservation, I was pleasantly surprised to hear that I was only being charged $55/night USd = $73.35 Cdn – and they will provide a free continental breakfast, and free long-distance telephone calling.  Finally, the Universe is trying to even out my karma.

On our last visit, we were in and out of beautiful, metropolitan, Dogsbody, Ohio, quick and sweet – no fuss, no muss, no bother.  Aside from John and his wife, the only people who even knew we were there, were the Mensa Organization meeting folks, over to thuh gen’ral store.  This time, it will be longer and more obvious.  If you hear that the Ohio National Guard has been called out, don’t worry.  It won’t be another ‘Kent State massacre,’ they’ll just be politely but firmly, putting down a local Amish insurrection of disaffected Elders, who are armed only with beards and buggy exhaust.

A I

Canadian translation – Eh?, Aye!

It has been said that, Artificial Intelligence is no match for natural stupidity.  Fear not, ladies and gentlemen, both are being improved on a daily basis.

I recently turned on my computer.  It came up to MSN – my home page.  Beneath the search bar was a list of my recent search terms – including ‘asylum.’  No.  NO!  NO!  You lying bastard.  Asylum is not MY search term!  It’s yours.  I asked about the company, Alsym, and you presented me with a page on the word ‘asylum.’  I had to increase the search term to energy company, Alsym, before you would admit that it even existed.  You’re supposed to know more about it than me.  😳

In an online discussion about the ongoing war in the Ukraine, someone mentioned a similar occurrence in the European country of Georgia.  Instantly, some sweet young thing whose IQ numbers almost equaled her bra size protested.  “Georgia isn’t in Europe!  It’s a state in America.  Don’t you guys know anything??”

It’s hard to argue with that.  It is, indeed, a southern state in America…. however, it’s also a European nation near Turkey, named for an entirely different George.  Don’t you narrow-minded, isolationist, MAGA-hat rednecks know anything?

I recently read a story wherein the author had a small group of U S Federal Marshalls, tacked up, and ready to roll.  That sounded to me, like a shopping list on a corkboard, so I began to research.  It turns out that he actually intended to refer to their equipment like horse tack – bridle, reins, saddle, etc.

I wanted to explore the existence of the word ‘tacced’ – possessing or accoutered in tactical gear- armed forces, police, etc.  It seems that I am forever researching non-common, often recently-coined words, like klicks for kilometers, or mikes for minutes.  This is specialized language, not yet added to many dictionaries, so I approached Bing.

I typed in, ‘meaning word “tacced.”  I got back an entire page about the meaning of the word tagged, and a note saying/asking, this is the meaning of the word tagged.  Did you want only information about the word ‘tacced?’
“CLICK!”
Here’s an entire page about the meaning of the word tagged, did you want only information about the word tacced?  🙄

I was going to say, “And people wonder why I’m a Grumpy Old Dude,” but I don’t think there’s any question anymore.  👿

I watched a short YouTube video which seemed to be a portion of a Tik-Tok.  I came in, in the middle of a dispute between, what appeared to be a pretty Influencer, and a live female audience member.  The audience gal demanded
Why would you say that?  How can you make that claim??!
I read it in a book.
Yeah, right, you read a book? Name me ten books you’ve read!
(Strange request – pause thinking)
Name me ONE book you read!

I read Game of Thrones.
Now I know you’re lyin’, Bitch!  That’s a TV series.

White supremacists used to subject Blacks to (fake/biased) intelligence tests, to prevent them from voting.  I strongly suggest that we begin applying intelligence tests to folks like these, or it’s gonna be Trump In ’24!  😥

Old Bag Fibbing Friday

Time for a mixed bag from Pensitivity101 last week:

  1. What is poppycock?

It is the bane of my diet.  It also violates several laws of physics.  I vow to ignore it, and pass it by, on the other side of the store aisle.  It must contain Dark Matter, because it distorts the floor, causing me to ooze over, and snuggle up next to it.  And how can eating a 12 ounce can of it cause me to gain three pounds??

2.  How did the word nincompoop originate?

The original wording was “Shit-For-Brains,” but the Woke Warriors branch of Cancel Culture LLC insisted that it needed to be toned down, so that no-one would be offended.

3.  What is a rolodex?

It’s an expensive watch that a fool with dyslexia buys, in a car park.

4.  What is a Chimera?

To Hell with all those high-falutin’, pretentious Greek names!  Chimera is the strange name of the fraternity at the off-beat, local Liberal Arts College.  It’s full of those who don’t fit in anywhere else.  Unlike The Hasty Pudding Club, or The Skull and Bones, its elite group is known as The Square Peg – Round Hole Compilation.

5.  What is Playdoh?

It’s when you’re doing a stage adaptation of The Simpsons, and you land the role of Homer.

6.  What is a gingernut?

It’s when a Bobby must chase a wrongdoer, on a bicycle, and quickly mounts a bit too carelessly.

7.  Where will you find a sphinx?

It is a set of muscles found in the lower abdomen, which control output from the bladder and intestines.

8.  What is a hypothesis?

It is an essay published online or in print, from some fool anti-vaxxer.  Vaccines have been proven to work against smallpox, measles, mumps, rubella, polio and more.  Suddenly, for COVID19, these idiots not only don’t believe the various vaccines are effective, but that they are so important that Bill Gates wants to track them.  Is there a vaccine against stupidity??!

9.  What is a pentadecagon?

Have I mentioned my redneck neighbours?  After some middle-of-the-night excitement recently, they told me that they had proof that Satan was real.  They used barbecue lighter fluid to draw an inverted, five-point star on the wooden veranda behind their house, set it aflame, and prayed that Lucifer would reveal himself.

When he didn’t, and the flames died, they went to bed.  Quick action by the fire brigade saved the house, but that deck is gone!!  Could we get a couple of booster shots of that stupid vaccine, please??!

10. What made the Mona Lisa smile?

The new, Tesla-manufactured, heavy-duty batteries for her vibrator finally arrived.

 

Unreal Fibbing Friday

Last week, Pensitivity101 gave us real words but wanted to know what our definitions were.

  1. Hircine

I’m not saying that my neighbours are semi-literate rednecks but….She talks about astrological symbols.  She says that hircine is Virgo.  It’s obviously a very old one.

2. Roorback

Bentley Roorback is the leader of the Thalian Party.  He thinks that MAGA is a valid word, and that Donald Trump was God’s second son.  I’ve heard that, during his interesting college days, he was caught having sex with a goat, and he now hands out Halloween candy to children, that is laced with LSD, and meth.

3. Antithalian♪

We should all be antithalian.  Those people are seriously worrisome.  Back before the advent of the internet, each village used to only have one idiot.  Now they congregate in electronic villages, to shore up each others’ views, and try to convince saner people that The Earth is flat, senior politicians are actually alien lizards in human disguise, and that Hillary Clinton was operating a child-sex ring from the basement of a run-down pizza shop.

4. Novercal

Novercal is the pharmaceutical street-cousin to Novocaine – all of the up, without any of the down.

5. Accismus

It is quite valid, but this is a term that should never be publicly used, in reference to the butt of any of the Kardashians.  (It’s okay to do it with Caitlyn Jenner – butt you’re a pervert!)  They have more money than most small countries, and a flock of free-range lawyers, just scratchin’ to make a name for themselves, and a fat contingency fee.

6. Mundivagant

Like those who sought the Scarlet Pimpernel, I sought the meaning of this word.  I sought it on Dictionary.com.  I sought it on Merriam-Webster.  Cannot locate mundivagant.  Did you mean mendicant?  I sought it here.  I sought it there.  I sought the blighter everywhere.  I sought it in the forests of Canada, the mountains of Peru, the swamps of Borneo.  I travelled the world, real and virtual – without leaving my computer chair.  😎

7. Prefestinate

Prefestinate is an adjective which describes the fuss, the planning, the hard work, leading up to a big celebration of some sort.  The weeks preceding Kitchener’s Oktoberfest are an orgy of prefestinate organized confusion.

8. Apiculate

Something kept goading me – poking me with a sharp stick- to come up with a smart- ass answer for this word.  But I decided to just leaf it alone.  😉

9. Sloomy

She was the downscale girlfriend in a 1965 song made famous by The McCoys – Hang on Sloomy.  She wasn’t gloomy – she was Sloomy, it’s just that her busy social life kept her constantly short of sleep.

10 Ramulose

Like silver hairs among the gold, here’s a bit of truth among the lies.  Once upon a time…. I had an uncle named Randolph.  He was known to all and sundry, family and friends, for 55 years, as RAM.  And he fit the name – short, muscular, he wouldn’t fit in an empty apple barrel, but with no fat.

When he was widowed, my Mother and sister embarked on a campaign to marry him off to a long-absent widow who had moved back to town to care for her aged mother.

When he died, and the two attended his funeral, I heard them complain, “I didn’t know who the preacher was talking about!  It was, ‘Randy this’ and ‘Randy that.”  I told them, ‘It was Ram-u-lose.’