I was just cleaning up my notepad app and found a list of phrases I liked. But I can’t remember whether I read them somewhere and wrote them down, or if they just occurred to me, and I wrote them down.
I was feeling porous and susceptible
Profound and durable obscurity
An orchestral laugh, erupted, joyous with a note of pure anarchy
I'm currently listening to a very uninteresting trainer on a particularly dull subject ... so I thought I'd google the phrases.
I like that google suggested that what I really should be searching for when I searched for "A rush of glandular daring" was "A rush of glandular dating" which sadly also produces no results.
A father of one of my buddies ... a great old curmudgeon.... used to say “ he’s dumber than homemade shit”. I’m not sure I’ve deciphered it’s meaning exactly. And not as refined as your elegant prose but it made me laugh and I find myself saying it often . More and more lately.
It’s all grist for the mill . I have used one of your phrases often and it’s become one of my favs....Right fucking teddy bear picnic. .... kills every time
The only time we argue is in the car, because he refuses to switch on Sat Nav and will insist that I drive into a river past a field full of cows (his nephew and niece will attest to this) so there's a good chance Lori's curse will come to pass during one of his directives of 'turn left 500 metres back there.'
They sound like yours. Or perhaps Dry Cleaning lyrics? Perhaps, like them, they're things you've heard or thought you heard in passing, or on the TV, or overheard conversations? Worth writing down, all of them. I'm particularly fond of loud, anarchic joy...
I'm currently listening to a very uninteresting trainer on a particularly dull subject ... so I thought I'd google the phrases.
I like that google suggested that what I really should be searching for when I searched for "A rush of glandular daring" was "A rush of glandular dating" which sadly also produces no results.
Only one of the phrases got a hit
A father of one of my buddies ... a great old curmudgeon.... used to say “ he’s dumber than homemade shit”. I’m not sure I’ve deciphered it’s meaning exactly. And not as refined as your elegant prose but it made me laugh and I find myself saying it often . More and more lately.
I love it. I’m stealing it.
It’s all grist for the mill . I have used one of your phrases often and it’s become one of my favs....Right fucking teddy bear picnic. .... kills every time
A face like 100 miles of bad road?
There's a touch of profound and durable obscenity in the comments. I like it.
A comment I heard that amused me,
“It tasted like a turd covered in fly spray"
I still use the one that Lori threatened PNB with. 'Do that again and you'll wake up with a crowd around you.'
OMG I’d forgotten that
The only time we argue is in the car, because he refuses to switch on Sat Nav and will insist that I drive into a river past a field full of cows (his nephew and niece will attest to this) so there's a good chance Lori's curse will come to pass during one of his directives of 'turn left 500 metres back there.'
They sound like yours. Or perhaps Dry Cleaning lyrics? Perhaps, like them, they're things you've heard or thought you heard in passing, or on the TV, or overheard conversations? Worth writing down, all of them. I'm particularly fond of loud, anarchic joy...