Ah, but was she one of the Hanover Hermsgervordenbrotis, or the Hermsgervordenbrotis that summered in the Hamptons? Not to be confused with Herkimer Hieronymous Hermsgervordenbroti, who, alas, was neither.
Agreed, completely different. You want to know why? Because they are a completely different couple. Dynamics between married folks vary as much as couples vary. No two are alike. I’ve been married a number of years to Mr.Wrekker, successfully, I might add. We are happy with how things are. YMMV.
Well, some things just cannot be helped.
Alas, poor Herkimer, we knew him well.
Open up the fob and replace the battery, or open up the car and replace its battery?
Alas, poor Herkimer! I knew him, Beckawrek.
Ah, sorry for the confusion . No she was descended from the Hermsgervordenbrotii of Hamburg by way of Hungary and Helsinki. No relation to the Hanoverian Hermsgervordenbrotis. Splitters, the lot of them. Excepting poor Herkimer of course. The tragedy of the that day of errant fish slapping gone horribly wrong is rarely spoken of now.
Fob.
Of course not.
Fob. I really hate that word. Where did that word come from? Why can’t there be a more pleasing word? Maybe; key ringy-dingy? Or; key open-sesame? Key helper-robot-friend?
Wonder what car company will propose a thing implanted in your brain to open/lock and remote start your car?
Personally, I’m waiting for a star trek* type transporter. No implants in my head. Nope. Not happening.
*wonder how fast I can screw that thing up?
ETA I have it F.OB. friend of beck.
Good question. There were watch fobs for pocket watches, of course. And then key fobs were connected to keys. Now, no ignition key (sort of), but word remains. I still don’t know the origin, though. Off to Google I go.
Mr. Webster says it is archaic. To DECEIVE; CHEAT.
Burnt orange? That’s God’s own orange, dear.
Hook 'em!
You realize I’m in Arkansas, don’t you? Whoo-Pig!!
Sedona Orange Metallic.
My wife used to call it “the boopie”.
Undoubtedly Tesla.
Nah, it’ll be facial recognition. You’ll be able to open your car with your face. It’ll be Hellish for twins and when your doppelganger walks by your vehicle.
Beck, how about we makeup a word just for you? Here’s a few off the top of my head, you will of course get the credit.
Keykay- as in,“No , it’s not a stupid Fob, it’s a Key’K?”
Stubplit- “StUpid Black PLastIC Thing”
Allweddol- Steal another language! Welsh for “key” or
Avaimenperä- Finnish for Key fob.
If it worked for Tolkien…
Key fobs worked for Tolkein? One more reason to hate that annoying little Easterling…
And count me in as one of the last people that’ll be submitting to voluntary chipping. While my kids are walking around with their Ford/GM/Win39/AppleOS27/Adobe/Disney/Amazon/Google implants tied into their auditory and optic nerves, I’ll be blissfully enjoying Analog Life.
But how will you get custom advertising beamed straight into your brain? 
Like I don’t already have Target’s “Meet Me In The Middle” on a nonstop loop in my head…