Redefining misanthropy for a fresh generation. Standard posts begin with a definition from Ambrose Bierce's The Devil's Dictionary followed by a modern adjustment. Miscellany on Wednesday and storytelling on Saturday.
Damn! Minka, you are every bit as slippery as the real estate in your home country!But, on the bright side, you gave me my definition: First place is hers!
And Hers: Something the White House has never been.(yet.)
This is tougher that one thinks. Hmmmm. I'm coming up empty, other than the obvious definition. Grrrr. More caffeine. Will be back. D
al, *snickering*I am every bit my name promises and more! But it was a good race...you make a lovely loser :) Oh...and as backwards as my country might be, we already had a female president. Those were the times, just sayin'!
And that's OK, Minka, because Iceland doesn't have nukes.("Lovely loser" - HA! :)
his and hers matching pajamas? Wow, sorry. I just don't have a good definition.
uneaten? good one.and Al, regarding your "White House, yet" remark? *claps*as much as i like this word, i, um... i'm at a loss. (i'm sure i'll get over it, given enough time and/or caffeine.)
Hers: When the husband starts explaining the contents of our home. "Ah I don't know its all hers." :)
Dammit! Minka got mine! Ha!I guess it makes it hers then...
Hers, anything that was his but now needs to be cleaned.
hers: effective accusation, especially when accompanied by much pointing of fingers. [see also: "whose turn is it to do the dishes?", "whose lipstick got mixed in with the laundry?", and/or "whose birth control pills are these?"](what can i say, i grew up with 2 sisters)
So true.It's hers only when she notices he has taken it.
Hers: All of her own and at least half of all assets gained during marriage.
Douglas, I promise you I am edible and you wouldn't have to go to the His toilet latercaagfonk: come get my fonk a-ha a-ha
Hers: Always the nicer of the two.
Hers: Make life easy on yourself...
Come and knock on our door..... We've been waiting for you...... Where the kisses are hers and hers and his, Three's company too.
The long limousine-y type vehicle that carries the casket. Oh. That's hearse. xoxo
When I point at something that I want in an expensive jewellry store. The correct response for anyone with me is: "Hers." Yep. MINE.
Hers: being first. His: insomnia??? awake, at 4:00AM having a conversation with Her. Hers the joke, it is 8:00AM Her time.
I have a fuzzy brain today, Doug. I will skip that one. And read my post titled "Nine weird things about me". I tagged you, too. Let me see you more often on my blog, dear friend.
Haha, Minka. Sure enough.Al, I'm not so sure about your second point. One regime ago it was theirs (fem.)Diane, we'll be here. Take the time to make it how you like it.Minka, I'm not surprised. Scandinavian countries seem to be pretty open. I guess we know why vikings built boats.Solace, no need to apologize. This is a tough one.Puppybrose, all the time and coffee you wish is yours.You have a smart husband, CJ. I'm not surprised.Miz B, I'm pretty sure you have yours.Quill, whoever blinks first. My brethren and I do win 9 out of 10 that way.That's funny, Mistress Anna. Not that much changes between 3 and thirty, does it?Karma, if you aren't spoiled you should be.Joel, it's like that with lawns, too.G, sure enough.Joel, you channel the funniest TV.It's a fine line, Mireille.It's the safest response too, Jenna.Mo'a, time zones always make someone a laugher and someone a laughee. That's why the Earth spins.I'll look for it SW. Thanks for letting me know you posted.
Hers: What you really want.brrr...cold here in South Carolina
Hers -- the greatest amount of purchases and the smallest portion of the bill.
Hers: are dangerous curves.Hers: are slippery when wet.Hers: are starring at SeaWorld, hence best uneaten.
Hers = Hearse
If not for her and all the other hers in the world, all your money and all your dreams would be for nothing.Her, God's do over after His unfortunate him faux pas.
A word used to identify the cleaner and less practical of two items.
hers: more than one her.
Yay! TLP -- you've got it!
Before the woman at work got fired we could honestly say all mistakes were hers. Now that she's been canned...all mistakes are...um...not mine.
Hers: default settingnow Quilly, TLP is close, but her definition should have read: "Her, God's do over after HER unfortunate him faux pas" in order to be completely correct. (sorry TLP, i lovelovelove you, but you know i'm right about this!) xox
Well, Okay Puppy. I guess you're right. But I just thought that if God were a female, she would have done a better job in the first place. It's difficult to imagine that a female God made men so that they stood up to pee. What was she thinkin'?
Hers (by my mother): what fell on the floor, or was burnt, or fell apart -- but is still "good." Hers (by my grandmother): what he doesn't know won't hurt him.Hers (my definition): what is unfamiliar to the rest of the household (I live with two small and one large man)Now be good brothers and sisters and come cheer on my National Novel Writing Month effort...please? *sniff*
amen, TLP. (what the heck was I thinking? of *course* you're right!) xox
Mule, you should have thought of that before you used the fluffy towel.As it should be, Quill.Brian, you lost me a little at the end.Jake, see Mireille above.TLP, that's not much money or many dreams but, thanks!!Good one, Diesel.Cute, Puppybrose.Jenna, you should buy a mouse.Puppy and TLP, I'll leave the sheology in your hands.Mutha, be right over. Your mother sounds like a saint and your grandmother quite a character.
Hers: the side of the bed which becomes crowded.
The first four letters in HERSHEY!The chocolate's hers. (Hey! hers.)
So it was hers first. A fitting mistake at least? Please accept my sincerest apologies Mireille. How John Kerry of me! Doug, thank you for your genteel reproof.
What's hers is hers and what's his is hers and what's theirs is mine!
Hers is a late comment lacking in substance, wit, and creativity.
Hers to ya!
hi Doug :-) nothing to add. is all the food gone?
Haha, Terry. That one tickled me.Actonbell, it's often the case and everywhere there's a wise husband.Absolutely Jake. As you so often do, you got it wrong just right.Help y'self, Ice!Sar, but not in welcomeness.Sure, Cindra. You aren't the only with a BS detector.Hers to you, too, Karen!Kyah, I put some meatballs aside for you.
The longer line.
Hers,as it pertains to the matter of assigning fault~ everythingas it pertains to the assignment of credit~ nothing
HA!and I even made it on the same day, score!
Hers: Anything she wants.(surprised no one said this one yet - what happened to chivalry?)I like Puppybrose's definitions.
Squarefirl, I leave it to you to come up with the first rate geometrical joke.Nicely done, Logo! The day is yours.Indie, we were waiting for a married man to come along.
Hers:Everything in this house is technically "hers," as it is paid for by me, a female.However, in reality, very little in this house is "hers," except for my clothing, and that's only because my son can't/doesn't want to wear it. He snatches everything else up: food, CD's that I have bought, you name it.But if you want to really get technical about it, we are both slaves to our pets. And so much of my paycheck goes to the government.So really, in one way or another, everything but my clothing is "theirs."
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