Tuesday, October 24, 2006

 

Allow me introduce myself...

It's FalloniusMonk in the house, ham bones, here to bring the funk. For the noise, you gotta hunt me down.

First off - a what up and a thank you to the Good Doctor for having me here tonight. Nowhere else I'd rather kvetch.

Now let's start this up with an exploration of my favorite new and old form of communication, a staple of drunkards and dip-shits everywhere: Smeeberish.

Smeeberish, thus dubbed by my Cali-based broham Chris "the City of" Compton, is the art of almost-English. The art of better-luck-next-time speaking.

It requires a special mind to speak it and an even more special mind not to fucking notice when people look at you like an asshole. The world is supersized when it skips the filter between his mind and his mouth - if it a word has two syllables, he upgrades to three or four. Four syllables, inflation takes it to five - so on and on, until you hear it come at you like German, and alls you can say at the end of the sentence is, "Can you repeat the question?"

Today's Smeeberish award goes to a kid we'll call the Professor. To sir with love.

Quotes first:
"They have beefs with us."
"The challenge for me is very challenging."
"If you want good sausage, you have to put in good meat."
"I feel convicted about this."
"I'm in the process of jettissing."

And now for high quality Smeebish nuggets:
'Anomany' for anomaly' - ie "It's almost an anomany." Yes. Almost.
'Ancilliary' for ancillary - Next to correct, at least
'Uniformimity' for uniformity - uh....
'Explorate' for explore - A line of demarcation, indeed.
'Expectorate' for expect - Exactly.

And my favorite: Ec Cetera. Oh yes. So on and on....

Hope that elucidates - rather, eluciditates. As a great man once said, "You better believe it. Cuz it's fucking happening."

In our next episode, I find out the details of his SAT verbal breakdown.

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Comments:
Hot, dude. So glad you're here yourself, ham bones, and glad your first post is Brooks and DONE!
 
Oooooh kaaaay, that was swell.

Uh Razzy, you better translate or take the joint from her lips when she's at the keyboard because that shit was "wack".
 
A guy next to me at a local restaurant asked for an "expresso", presumably to expedite the order, then told me he finds them "addicting". That just happened.
 
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