Uncle Snarky’s Pronunciation Primer:
Today’s word … VOILA
Pronounced: VOH – EYE – LUH
Meaning: I created that mess
Used in a sentence: “You seen what I done there, dincha? Voila!
This was submitted by a friend. A modern Renaissance man with intellect and humor to spare! Much thanks, my brother! I will not mention your name without your consent.
Any fucking questions?
So, I woke up this morning famished from the crazy and totally unplanned sexcapades from the previous night. I tripped over the Electrolux cannister vacuum while trying to find my way to the bathroom in the middle of the night. I landed in such a way that, well, let’s just say that nothing sucks like Electrolux. Sure, it started off awkwardly, but now I’m thinking about asking Ellie (my new pet name for the vacuum cleaner) to go steady.
I made my way to the local Mickey D’s for some good, old, American cholesterol raising. But somehow, lost my appetite.
That’s a bargain! Wait. What?
I thought, what the hell? I’ll try again for lunch …
Ronald has some ‘splaining to do…
Well, it didn’t work out so well on the eating thing. I figured I’d just walk around and try to find something to do to take my mind off of food … and colonoscopies.
So, I wandered downtown and lo and behold, I found just what I was looking for!
It was the grand opening (no pun intended *see above) and everything! I practically ran through the door and asked for a DOUBLE!
Wow! What a misunderstanding! Who knew solicitation for a grabber was criminal?
It’s all good though … I have 30 days to think about where my train went off the tracks …
The world is a funny place. We used to have Empires run by Emperors, then Kingdoms run by Kings, now we have Countries run by …
Does my penis make this dress look big?
So, there I was at my favorite Chinese restaurant, Poo Pings, and for some reason, my stomach felt funny.
I ran for the restroom, but got confused as hell by the signs.
Since I was wearing a dress at the time, I chose “Feman”
I could see a pair of shoes in the only stall that was there. I knew I was in trouble because my stomach was making weird sounds, like a Frenchman in a thunderstorm. I forced my way into the stall in utter desperation.
Wouldn’t you know it. The heavy chick from “Facts of Life”, my mortal enemy, was in the stall . And she wasn’t pretty. I mean, it wasn’t pretty.
Enemy Mine
Not only did I get kicked in the groin, but now I’m banned from Poo Pings for creating a mess in a dress under duress.
Dammit.
Boobies are for illustrative purposes only and not meant as porn. Unless you’re a total perv, in which case, it may be viewed as porn if requested in writing.
Few things push The Snark’s buttons like hearing someone mispronounce one of his favorite words.
I’m not even going to get started on the word “clitoris” which not only is apparently unpronounceable, but no man is able to find one, even with a flashlight and a guiding hand on the back of their head ………. but I digress.
No, gentle reader, the word to which I’m referring is another body part, the name of which apparently paralyzes far too many people’s frontal lobes (not to be confused with the ear lobes).
I’m talking about our friend, the larynx. I’ll admit, it’s a funny word and I always feel like I’m talking dirty when I say it. It’s titillating.
But dammit, if I hear one more walking cartoon character pronounce this word as “LAIR – NIX” … I’m going postal, and not in a good, get your mail on time, kind of way.
The word is properly pronounced “LAIR – INKS” …….. It rhymes with pharynx …… dammit, did I open a can of worms there?
LAIR – INKS, dammit! LAIR – NIX ….. son of a …. I mean …..LAIR – INKS!
So, there you are. Empowered like a mother hugger. Now go forth and talk more goodly. Go. Forth. Go.
