It isn’t parody.
There’s an echo in here. And I think it’s me.
If Cecil is so great, can he list three words ending in “gry”?
He could list four.
That is, if “unangry” and “unhungry” are words, of course.
(And don’t tell me they’re not in the dictionary. They’re in the dictionary, all right – but only we True Believers in Our Lord and Savior, Cecil Adams, can see the words. The rest of you still have scales and planks on your eyes, you heathens.)
Bravo! BRAVO!
That deserves a standing ovation.
::stands::
::ovates::
ALL YOUR BUSTS ARE BELONG TO US!
OMG liberatarian you are so smart I bet you are not circumsised eether.
rubs forehead irately
Well, Libertarian, I hope you’re happy. I now have a bruise the size of Saskatchewan on my head, and it’s all your fault! I’m afraid this thread is too damned funny. I laughed so hard I hit my head on my computer desk.
Thrice.
Do you mind if I grovel? Because, damn. I mean … just … damn.
The quotes.
Wipes tears away.
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Ok, but only if it can be pre-“Joanie loves Chachi.”
Scott Baio gives me gout.
Scrolls back up to read the quotes again.
Lolo wrote:
Intimation?
No, no, no – intimidation!
mitigation?
I always thought it was masturbation…
I thought it was ejaculation, you sure it wasn’t ejaculation?
I heard it was irritation.
Defenestration.
Floccinoccinihilipification!
Does Cecil ever post? Just askin’.
Get wise, guys! I KNOW FOR A FACT that there is no Cecil. It’s really these two old hippy guys in California. I know them both personally: One from the time I had to perform major brain surgery on him, and the other when I was lagging the pipes in his central heating. I see them at least once a week because I’m giving them Albanian nose flute lessons. I could tell you their names, but you’re not worthy.
nerv wrote:
There is no Cecil, and you’ve met 'em both?