“If you’re flappy and you know it, flap your flaps!”
Isn’t that how they taught the song at school?
Flaps is my current favourite curse word, along with its derivatives: flappy, flappish, flappity etc. A particularly broad-minded female friend assures me it’s quite offensive, the opinion reinforced by the look* she gave me when i said it in conversation. Huzzah, a swear word that still works!
If one really wants to offend, the F-word is well prefaced by words like piss-stained, oozing, odourous and so on.
I’m rather hoping this becomes more widespread in use.
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(Ahem.)
(I’m not a misogynist, Mum, honest.)
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So, you may have noticed I’ve been away from the world of blogging for a while, after initially only briefly dipping my toes. Hello again, blogsphere. All three of you. I’ve decided to give it another go. The concept needs re-jigging a bit, and I have to dig up the random paper jottings that may or may not be worth expanding, but bear with me and you may be entertained yet.
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