A NIDOROSITY is a burp that tastes like undigested meat.
— Haggard Hawks (@HaggardHawks) July 4, 2017
(Samuel Johnson’s Dictionary, 1755) pic.twitter.com/I2lRnJX2r7
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I liked a commenter mentioning "hippocracy" which I assume means assuming the characteristics of a horse.
Burps come in a wondrous variety of flavors. Maybe the florid language of wine-tasting could be applied to them, i.e bold and tannic, with fruity notes of pears and cinnamon.
"A NIDOROSITY is a burp that tastes like undigested meat."
Sounds like what passes for some political commentary.
I am Laslo.
I'm going to have to be alert for an opportunity to use that word.
The Urban Dictionary will be a bit less formal.
Once again an apt description of an Althouse comments thread.
At the 20th reunion TKN, who had become more like a hypertrophy than a shadow of her former self, tugged me out onto a nearby porch and flung herself into my arms (knocking me back against an iron railing which rang plangently). She confessed that (despite a husband and 4 children, all alive and at least one present in the adjacent dance hall) it had always been me, and now was the chance for us to consummate our intermitted love. Unfortunately, as she pressed her lips against mine, a nidorosity (hers) interposed itself between us (if "interpose" is what nidorosities do; it seemed more like a miasmic fog exhaled by a barrow wight), and I slipped away. Our first and last chance at love, lost to the meaty eructation of chastity.
A while back there was a Wendy's commercial featuring Jonathan Winters as Your Basic Long-Haul truck driver.
Asked which he preferred-- a Wendy's hamburger or a Greasy Spoon/White Castle kind--- Winters opted for the latter, explaining :
"Way I figure it, I'll be (burp) still tastin' that one all the way to Cleveland."
heh
I think if we went back in time to London in 1755 we'd be disgusted. Imagine the teeth.
They only recently discovered the shower. The didn't exist when I went to school there in the 70's. Was a short shitty bath after "games" a few times a week. Argh the Brits are so gross.
Hey, at least your burps don't taste like digested meat.
@sodal, that can't be right. In a recent episode on PBS of "Miss Fisher's Mysteries" set in the Roaring Twenties, the murder is committed by standing the victim on a large lock of ice in a, hot shower, with a noose around the fellow's neck. Oh, wait. "Miss Fisher" is set in the 1920s in Australia. Carry on.
"hippocracy"
Didn't Nero appoint his horse to the Senate?
Sample Commenter: Caligula, I think.
I fear you have wandered into a dead language. RIP nidorosity.
Dr K., 'Hippocracy' would mean 'government by horse' which, considering the quality of e.g. the membership of the Congress, is a partly correct definition of what we endure in this country.
"Miss Fisher" is set in the 1920s in Australia.
It was also written recently, so it's full of anachronisms and modern sensibilities. Miss Fisher sleeps around, as they used to say.
Dr. Blake, also Australian, is a first class prig. Occasionally the writers notice it.
Notice it's Roaft-meat. Undigefted raw meat would tafte really nafty.
Add mithridatize to your word-hoard. It might be painful.
One "G" away from ending the world.
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