I love words. LOVE them. Take the word scrumptious. Doesn't it just roll off the tongue and sound like what it means? But sometimes a word comes along that I detest. For example: Moist. I hate this word. It actually makes me gag to say. I can't quite put my finger on why. May it has to do with literary references from my childhood; The dungeon was dank and moist. Blech.
Another word I hate is panties. It skeeves me out. I can't say it out loud and when someone does, especially a man, I shudder and make a sour face, ya know, the kind you make when you take nothing but pure lemon. Yuck. It makes me think of pedophiles. Does that make me weird? Perhaps.
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