I thoroughly enjoy making up words. Yes, I know we have far too many in the English wordstock as it is. Not to mention we have words that sound identical when spoken, but
they’re there their meaning and spelling differs greatly. I’m not one to worry too much about weather whether my words are incongruous, or if people find delight in my faulty punctuation. If you get the idea, if the gist is not lost on you, then I have succeeded.
So what is the first word I’m making up?
• the act of two bearded men kissing each other, only to find their hirsute faces have become velcroed together.
If you’re the type of person who is an illustrator – please god please draw a picture of what this would look like.