Posted on 06/17/2004 5:37:05 AM PDT by Slip18
In order that we might all raise the level of discourse and expand our language abilities, here is the daily post of “word for the day”. Rules: Everyone must leave a post using the “word of the day”; in a sentence. The sentence must, in some way, relate to the news of the day. The Review threads are linked for your edification. ;-) Practice makes perfect.....post on....
Subbie Slip has her whip, handcuffs and legcuffs today. Haven’t checked my mood ring yet. Y’all behave yourselves, ya hear? Principal JimRob is still out of town. I expect the utmost respect on this thread today. The Mods have been overworked lately.
The rest of the stuff is locked up in my drawer.
Folderol, also Folderal noun:
Pronunciation: Pronounced about three different ways. Take your pick.
Etymology: Probably fr. Latin
1) Impractical, unnecessary or excessive trimming of finery or effects: pretty, but flimsy or useless ornament : something that is unnecessary: trifle, gewgaw
2) A nonessential talk or action: piffle, nonsense
lest i sound too uppity here, i have it on good authority that both of my grandfathers, one a coal miner, the other a steelworker, came home on payday, got drunk and beat my grandmothers. but both grandpas died before i was born, and i never saw brawling of any sort between either sex, in my born days.
Brawling?
What did I miss now?
*chuckle*
LOL, I was just innocently stating my standards........not commenting on my classmates...........(rolling blonde curls innocently with my finger while smiling ever so sweetly...
The best one I remember was one that spilled out into the parking lot of the club we were at............some stupid B made the mistake of coming at me with a baseball bat. she was disarmed rather quickly by yours truly and she turned tail and ran!!!! Her boyfriend was too stupid to follow her lead and wound up with a broken nose.
i am just agog that i have missed out on so much in my sheltered life. as i told Hobbes, i must go into DC and find Johnson's Garden Center, and look for that raucous Baucus woman and a coupla bags of mulch....
broken nose? is that all? I can think of a better place to use a baseball bat if some creep was stalking me, I'd say you were being generous with the fool.
Lucky you.
The girls in my neighborhood growing up brawled in the middle of the street.......blocking traffic.
Careful, Wanda Baucus can definitely kick yer a$$.
OK, I am outa here, birthday week doncha know, lunch with a friend who had a birthday last week. Gotta get the daughter up and off to work so she can wait on us as well.....I'll come back and post it if I have to drag her by the hair to get her up....later.
He made the mistake of trying to disarm me...........it was my elbow that broke his nose.............i'm sure he was singing soprano for quite some time after that.
Happy B'day - have fun!!!!!!!!
You is a whoopazz.
Wasn't her husband cowering in fear of being taken down by a "Fag Hairdesser"...sounds kinda wormy to me......
Unless she wears the britches....
It's my middle name!!!!!!!!
My middle name is "Concealed Weapon"
LOL!
Well.. you could always come shopping with me.
I related the adventures that were had the last time I was a 'shopping assistant'.
There would have been no 'sheltered life', the world would have been chaos.
Incidentally, I told LJ about my shopping adventures.
I'm still fuming about the way the Dems treated Mike Taylor.
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