Inspired by something I said last night when complaining about an achievement at work and the only way I could think to describe it was “pure frippery.”
Inspired by something I said last night when complaining about an achievement at work and the only way I could think to describe it was “pure frippery.”
Heh. Back in my youth in the 1990s I used dated slang ironically and now it is part of my daily vocabulary. Neither myself or anybody else can tell if it is ironic or not. Now I’m just a middle aged man speaking in a weird capitol city dialect in the second largest city, which by the locals is a crime on its own.
That’s shits tubular, yo!