Word invention

Posted at 20:15:20 on Fri, November 23rd 2007 by graham
in: friends humour word soup

Your word for today:

Mumblefuck (MUM-bul-fuck), n.:
That which happens between sleep-fuddled lovers on a Sunday morning.

Invented¹, in a roundabout sort of way, by your humble author and his friends. Use it at your pleasure. Verb forms are also acceptable.

I have lots of work to do tonight and absolutely no inclination to do any of it, so I may blog for your pleasure instead. There, I've committed myself to it now...

¹ Actually, urbandictionary.com tells me that I'm not the first to have discovered this particular portmanteau, but I prefer my version of it. Take your pick.

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Graham Binns is a writer, photographer, musician and software developer from Lancaster, England, with far too much hair, a penchant for odd t-shirts and a magnificent hat. He has been making things up for as long as he can remember and has been making code work for long enough to make a living from it.

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