When my mom was potty training me, she wanted me to tell her when I had to go. Once, she noticed me looking somewhat uncomfortable.
Mom: “Dante?”
Me: “Mommy?”
Mom: “Anything you want to tell me?”
Me: “Haffa make a gruntser!”
Everyone in my family uses it now, and neither my mom nor I have any idea where I got the word from.
Vocabulary gleaned from our kids:
If you try to talk while I’m talking, I might accuse you of **disrupting **me.
We go through the drive-thru at Old McDonald’s.
If I want to watch a TV show later, I will **recorder **it.
An ex-GF and I came up with “Amerigines” for American Indians, “fossilarium” for a retirement or nursing home and “OOBEtat” for a place to stay while having an Out Of Body Experience.
As a child, I remember the sound of rain falling on a metal covered chimney and dripping off made a strange glorking sound which we called “Gutching and Draking.” No, I have no idea why.
This reminds me of where Grandpa Simpson has to live. Especially since Homer says something about anything ending in -arium being fun.
I’m Troy McClure. You may remember me from such information kiosks as…
Ooo! I thought of two more!
Aerodynamisticity:
The aerodynamisticity of that Ferrari…
Cahuengas:
Man! He’s gotta have some big cahuengas to do something like that.
Huh, in our family we’ve always used the term “MooTard” for a mentally challenged bovine. 
plunk (noun or verb) - our term for shit, from the sound it makes going into the bowl. “I have to plunk!”
stink biscuit - our term for a fart. “Damn, who floated the stink biscuit!?!?”
shart - that dreaded instance when a fart leaks out some poo. “I have to change my underpants - I just sharted.”
And you wonder why my username is what it is???
Just heard another one: a judge told me that a guy who appeared in his courtroom earlier this week told the judge that the criminal case had had a “dramastic” (dramatic and drastic) impact on his life.
That’s easy for him to say!
P122A for Pizza. Me mum had left a note for us kids, saying that she and Dad had run out for some pizza and would be back shortly. Her handwriting not being the best, as she wrote it in a hurry, we puzzled over what a P122A might be - a plane? A new electronic gadget? A movie? She laughed and laughed when we told her.
I’ve eaten P122A ever since.
Just one that comes to mind - “shit mix” - that stuff you buy that has chips and cheesies and pretzels all mixed together.
Anyone got a clue as to the first usage of potatoes hog rotten (au gratin)? My dad has called them since at least the 1940s.
B.S.O.S.- Bright Shiny Object Syndrome - The condition of being easily distractible
Action porn- A name a friend uses to describe action movies that have bad action and plot to string together the action/special effects scenes that you have actually paid to see. We are assimilating the term now.
Dyslexia of Borg- A term referring to complete confusion as to what is being said. This comes from a joke: I am Dyslexia of Borg. Your Ass will be Laminated.
Not-Sober-Fest- . A camping trip/party that we used to have every October or early November. It did not often exactly coincide with Oktoberfest, but it was close enough for the name. Since most everyone was inebriated most of the time, it really fit.
Out House. I grew up with my father living next door to my mom’s mom. Even after my parents divorced, my dad still lived next door to his ex-mother in law. My grandmother was a huge influence raising me (in fact I’ve called her my “only functional parent”) Whichever house we were not at was described as “out house” as in. “ I left my book next door, let me go out house and get it.”
Nanny-Not technically a Sniglet, but worth mentioning. My Mom’s Mom in known as Nanny- by everyone. She gets mail to Nanny <her last name> even her preacher calls her Nanny.
We have LOTS more.
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Our condiments are Vig-Nar, Ketchumup and moose-tod. When I got up in the morning I made Breakfixt.
I think “going to the Big Bathroom” is self explanatory (there’s only one bathroom in the house). It’s the one with the can of air freshener.
How do you pronounce it?
Are you from Philadelphia? I once knew a guy from there who said this because he just could not say “breakfast.” We couldn’t get him to stop.