Verboticisms

Created by: diyan627

Pronunciation: angz-i-covet

Sentence: Ben's last anxicovet was enough to swear him off women for a while. Now he just spends his nights online or at the bar and with whomever will hang with him for a while.

Etymology: anxiety + covet

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Very Unique! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:31:00

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Created by: Biscotti

Pronunciation: ob-teck-tive

Sentence: Joe was obtective with his family, they never saw the light of day while he was gone.

Etymology: Obsessive + Protective

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COMMENTS:

Scary! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:28:00

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Created by: Niktionary

Pronunciation: ahb-sess-i-fye

Sentence: When my father bought the plasma tv he'd saved for for months, we thought he would obsesify over it; but we never thought he would make us do a background check before Superbowl Sunday to watch it!

Etymology: obsess+objectify+possesses

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COMMENTS:

Interesting choice of words to blend. Clever sentence! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:45:00

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Created by: ekky99

Pronunciation: pur-dah-d

Sentence: The purdad hid his daughter from the gaze of the lecherous youths. Shut away in a curtained room, she paled into insignificance.

Etymology: purdah + dad

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COMMENTS:

Good sentence. Kudos for being able to come with two words and only change one letter to blend them! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:33:00

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Created by: princesscharli

Pronunciation: Parr-en-shus

Sentence: He wouldn't let his daughter out, he's such a bad parent, no he's just parencious.

Etymology: a parent who's causious

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Created by: OZZIEBOB

Pronunciation: DOOM-feed

Sentence: For Bob the signs were all there: a harmaggedist who knew all the apocryptic signs. And, futhermore, his family were never free from his daily doses of doomfeed. But happily - perhaps, not in Bob's case - he found karma, no longer worrying about tomorrow - for he knew anyway everything would turn out wrong.

Etymology: DOOMFEED: doom: unpleasant or disastrous outcome; Feed: to satify, gratify or minister to, as in any sense, ego, desire, fear etc.

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COMMENTS:

Trapped in a doomfeedback loop! Very innovative! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-22: 14:32:00

you went right for the dark side on this one - Jabberwocky, 2008-02-22: 14:39:00

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Created by: janebrowne

Pronunciation: Al-SAY-she-ate

Sentence: So when my dad met my boyfriend and saw that he had a few cool tatoos and a pierced nose he, like, began to alsatiate all over the place and pushed me back in my room and tried to lock me in! What is his problem?

Etymology: Alsatiate- Both the French and Germans claim this word, insisting that it derives from the behavior of Alsatians or German Shepherd dogs, known world-wide for their tendency to drool and bark, protecting their owners and, in effect, making them hostages.

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COMMENTS:

Kudos for your etymology and originality! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-24: 14:10:00

Nice word! - OZZIEBOB, 2008-02-25: 19:25:00

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Created by: davem

Pronunciation:

Sentence: If you abominablesnowrabbit that child, he will have a bad first day of school.

Etymology: Eponymous to the character in a 1961 Warner Brothers Cartoon in which Daffy Duck and Buggs Bunny take a wrong turn on vacation and find themselves in the Himalayas as candidates to be the new pet of the Abominable Snow Rabbit, a giant yeti who "will love

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Novel concept: children as pets! Superb etymology. Fantastic eponomy! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:49:00

Your ephonymous verboticisms have inspired other verbotimists to create some great eponymous verboticisms. - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:57:00

Mistakenly, I thought an epononym was any word that contained part of a name; a name with a syllable or prefix added to 'wordify' it as more than a name. But I was wrong!!! It is a name, and only the name, no additions, that is a true epononym. While I think you have inspired name-based creations, which are not true eponyms, it seems that (at least for the short time I've been playing) that you are the only one who has created a truly eponymous verboticism, in the strictest sense of the definition. Wow! Thank you for piquing my curiosity enough to researth this out. Any one else curious about the strict meaning of eponym might find this link helpful http://www.alphadictionary.com/articles/eponyms/index.html - silveryaspen, 2008-02-24: 14:18:00

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Created by: picabomama

Pronunciation: ooh/burr/war/den

Sentence: Violet skipped down the stairs to tell her Daddy that she had been invited on her first date. She was so excited about this development that she was totally taken aback by her father's reaction. He began to turn red and then he began to stammer and then he started locking all the doors and windows. "What are you doing Daddy?", Violet asked timidly.Her father replied, "I am no longer your father. I am now the uberwarden and this home is your prison. How do you feel about homeschooling?"

Etymology: Uber (German for super) + warden

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COMMENTS:

great story - Jabberwocky, 2008-02-22: 16:28:00

Uber! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-23: 16:35:00

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Created by: Banky

Pronunciation: sint-ih-mint-ih-null

Sentence: Traversing the Lava Swamp on the back of a reticulated magma scorpion had been difficult. The Caverns of Nag, haunted by the aimless spirits of twelve thousand mothers had tested his will and fortitude. Andariel abruptly yanked his claymore free from the still trembling mountain of Skaat the Incontinent Dragon and lost his balance, plate armor protesting with loud clanks as he tumbled into one of the many piles of fewmets littering the lair. The curse he began to spit died at his lips, for he knew his most challenging quest still lay ahead. Days passed without sleep or sustenance as he stumbled across the barren landscape of Craetoria. He first saw the tower at the end of the fifteenth day, silhouetted against the blood red sky, and it grew steadily larger in his vision until he staggered across the drawbridge to the wrought iron door as dusk approached. He mustered his strength and drew his sword, prepared for the attack of whatever would meet him. The door issued a loud resonanting vibration when Andariel struck it with the jeweled hilt of his weapon, and he reentered his battle stance. A low moan emitted from the hinges as the monolithic door began to swing open, slowly revealing a short balding man with an unkempt moustache and a mustard stained sweater-vest. "You must be Andy!" the unimposing man cheerily offered along with his hand. Andariel slowly lowered his guard and shook, his gauntled hand dwarfing the man's miniscule paw. "Come in! I'm Threwynn's father, Herb, it's nice to meet you." He strained to close the door behind him and deposited Andariel on the nearest divan. "I'll go check and see if she's ready." He started to head for the chiseled tower steps before turning back into the room and appraising his guest. "You look like you've had a rough journey, can I get you a flagon of mead to pass across parched lips?" he eagerly asked. "That would be most generous," rasped the knight. The room burst into an electric blue explosion and an acrid stench of brimstone as the shrewish man erupted into the looming shape of a sentimentinel. A voice of low rolling thunder pounded Andariel against the cold rough walls, crumpling his armor and crushing his bones, as felt more than heard what the demon intoned. "Foolish drunken sot. You will never be good enough for my princess. You have failed the test." Andariel reached for his shield, but he was too late. Tears streaming down Threwynn's porcelain face soaked into her stuffed bear, Irwin. Herb gently stroked her back and hair, shaking his head in empathy. "Why won't they at least send a messenger, daddy? How can they be so cruel as to make me think they like me, then never show up?" He drew her into his arms, and consoled her, "Boys at this age are just horrible beasts. I'll go get dinner ready, sweetheart, come down when you're hungry." The sobbing stopped for a moment as he exited, "What are we having?" she croaked. "Veal. Quite fresh, I had it delivered not a half hour ago." Herb quietly shut the door and headed to the kitchen.

Etymology: Sentinel + sentimental

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COMMENTS:

Sorry, I was clearly bored at work today... - Banky, 2008-02-22: 13:56:00

So good it 'belongs' to the book-of-the-month club! Nice Sci-Fi! Sigh-fantastic! - silveryaspen, 2008-02-22: 14:00:00

"Mmmm, that story makes me hungry for a knight-time snack," said the dragon. "Knights are so nice and crunchy." - Tigger, 2008-02-22: 15:37:00

Wow. Why are you not writing with all that spare time you have? And, where can I pick up an Irwin? Great story! Keep 'em coming. Better yet, start on a book. - purpleartichokes, 2008-02-22: 18:27:00

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