Poltroon is too kind. I was thinking John Chrysanthemum, or Cuspidor, er sumthin.
James Joyce’s favorite word. Spittoon comes to mind.
As our late smouldering disruptor would say: Very queer.
How very queer, disruptor. IBTZ and IATZ.
See ya at the next FReepathon. You’re but a distant memory. Like a butt boil lanced.
We’ll miss you, and fondly await your return. Give us a ping.
We’ll do lunch.