Some words really stir my imagination. Citihound set me off today by commenting on a blog which included the word 'ruminate'. Now Citihound being a dog got me wondering. Does he 'ruminate' on lamposts or car tyres I wondered. I await his reply.
Another comment sings the virtues of a 'vent'. Now I can 'vent' with the best of them, especially after MTX and baked beans. Perhaps she didn't mean this sort of vent. There's no way of knowing without being a mind reader if the context is ambiguous. (If anyone can understand this last sentence then they're a better person than I.)
'Futtocks'! I say 'Futtocks'! What a lovely word. The old wooden timbers of a sailing ship. No nothing to do with bottoms. I know exactly what you're thinking. Disgraceful!
Finally for tonight 'Hyperbole' Oh the beauty of the English language. 'Hyperbole' How superbly this describes the huge dish out of which I eat my weetabix topped with MTX tablets. Yes my 'hyperbole' describes it to a T.