Vegan: People who've forgotten that you are what you eat.
Platitude
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Vegan: People who've forgotten that you are what you eat.
Platitude
Platitude: Trying to act as cool and aloof as a duck-billed mammal that lays eggs. "Young lady, I've had enough of your platitude for one evening!"
SUV
SUV: A reincarnation of the station wagon.
Junk Bond
Junk Bond: James Bond's nickname for his private parts.
Centaur:
Centaur: A popular rap artist of the early 21st Century, also known by his stage name "50 Centaur". Also, to be half man... and hung like a horse. Iain Sparrow is such a creature.
http://www.dweebist.com/2010/10/50-centaur/
Heaven:
HeaVIN: …the Vehicle Identification Number for a hearse
Offspring:
Offspring: Common mattress defect.
Nefarious
Nefarious: Not good enough by some standards.
On the outside they’re witty, insightful.
On the inside, atrociously frightful.
We thought they were good
And they thought that we would
Think “nefarious” meant they’re delightful. --Alice, I. F.
Soup
Soup: Wet food best ingested on dry land (difficult in flight, impossible under water).
Sasquatch:
Oh wait, I've got an answer:
Sasquatch: A legendary creature that stalks the American wilderness wearing a gorilla suit. Heh heh.
Rainbow
I knew it was real!
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Rainbow: A beautiful weather pattern coming after rain, when the sun is right, below which, legend has it, there is a pot of gold. Some say a rainbow is awareness positioned between water and light. Some say the legend of the pot of gold is an illusion, but others counter that it is as real as the rainbow in the awareness below it.
Moon:
Moon: A celestial object that has, since our earliest recollection, been associated with causing madness and homicide, aptly demonstrating the human capacity for deferring responsibility.
Glory:
Glory: Inflicting and incurring physical harm with sufficient recklessness to distinguish oneself from the merely psychotic.
Hedgehog
Hedgehog: Spiny, four-legged critters who remind you of porcupines or armadillo wannabes who realized long ago that they can’t trust anyone but themselves to watch their backs.
Artsy-Fartsy:
Ed: Artsy-Fartsy
Johnny: Artsy-Fartsy
Ed: Artsy-Fartsy
Johnny: May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your jockstrap.
Ed: Artsy-Fartsy
Johnny: Who did you have to call when Hotsy-Totsy wouldn't go out with you?
Plutocracy