I had to share a word which just popped into my head.
Squat-Relish.
It's problematic, as far as I can tell. First impressions say that first impressions are everything, but of course they would say that being the selfish impressions they are, always hogging the spotlight.
It's the second and third and umpteenth expressions that lend their un peau du esplanade to the close reader. But that French expression neither exists or has any real meaning, and by it's own definition as meaningless is made all the more meaningful in describing squatrelish.
Of course the dangerously distant reader sees squadrallish as some sort of disgusting element of perversion seeping through its creator's mind. This reader is likely to maim or kill a wild animal with those sorts of accusations. Yes, animals have been harmed in the defining of the greater nuances behind the most common of words.
A squatrelish to some is a noun. To others a bird of mythological proportions. While it's origins remain known, the deeper meaning behind nonsense has become clear over the last few minutes. What is known for sure is that centuries from now, verbosity will be obsolete and in the year 2525 everything you think do and say will be in a pill you took today, ee, ay.
Zager and Evans.
4.23.2009
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