As we sat at a light late last night:
“I do think he’ll become rotund in the future,” I mused.
“What?” J replied.
I reflected that mused means mumbled in my world.
“I think he’ll become rotund in the future.”
“He’ll what?” J fidgeted with the clutch and gear shifter.
“He’ll become portly.”
“Quit answering to a word I don’t know with another word I don’t know!”
“I was hoping you’d know portly! I’m trying to be discreet.”
“Do you mean fat? Because, just say FAT.”
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Lol. Don’t you just hate when that happens? Trying to use a nice or discreet word….and the other person just never getting it?
Beats beating around the bush.
But what you really meant to say was that he’ll be an f’ing blob one day. Right?
@J: Don’t take the girl’s big-word mojo. It’s the core of her being sometimes. Also see, English grad.
Just saying “fat” lacks a certain amount of panache and is just boring to say. Get a thesaurus and be more interesting when you speak. Sheesh…
I heart the word panache.