i was at the beach on labor day, rubbing a special blend of canola oil and lavender extract on my well-cobbled abdominals and reading the oxford english dictionary (volume vi, follow to haswed) when i happened upon the following obscure f-word:
foist, v. - to break wind silently.
¡muy fantastico! one of the usage quotes was: “spurne your hounds when they foiste.” but my question is this: if to foist is to break wind silently, how do you know which hound to spurne? and once you determine who dealt it, can you then randleyom, or is the randle reserved for humans only? i need to brush up on my farting protocol.
“I’m vertical, I’m back at Apple, and loving every day of it.”—Apple CEO STEVE JOBS, returning to the stage to unveil the newest iPod, among other things, more than three months after taking medical leave. “I now have the liver of a mid-20’s person who died in a car crash and was generous enough to donate their organs,” he added. He wore jeans and a black turtleneck, natch. (via inothernews)
I want Coke. That one in the Red can. Yea. Not the black can, not the silver can, but the red one. Because Red is what’s good for you. When you flip the tab and then, “pssst”, you’re instantly aroused by the sweet sound. You pour it and it lubricates your throat, the chemicals burning into the lining of your buccal cavity, and yet you just don’t care because it satisfies you so well. Unlike the black or the silver can, which just leaves you even more thirsty and less satisfied, the Red one does it like no other can.
I so bloody agree. Pure, unadulterated coke. It’s almost sacrilegious to drink coke light or whatever else is there.