{"id":290,"date":"2008-03-01T21:59:55","date_gmt":"2008-03-02T02:59:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/?p=290"},"modified":"2008-03-01T21:59:55","modified_gmt":"2008-03-02T02:59:55","slug":"follycoddle","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/?p=290","title":{"rendered":"Follycoddle"},"content":{"rendered":"

DEFINITION:<\/strong> v. tr.<\/em> To be so overly protective about a person or object, that you become completely possessed by the fear of what could go wrong. n. <\/em> A person who is so worried about protecting something that they smother it with their own fears.<\/p>\n

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VERBOTICISMS:<\/strong> (Invented words created by the Verbotomy Writers)<\/em><\/p>\n

Follycoddle<\/strong>: \/fol-ee-cod-ul<\/em>\/ my decision to lock my children in a room with only soothing music, educational literature and a macrobiotic diet to sustain them during their teen years may be misconstrued as follycoddling Etymology:<\/em> folly, mollycoddle Created by:<\/em> rikboyee.<\/p>\n

Comments on Follycoddle:<\/strong><\/p>\n

galwaywegian<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 09:36:00<\/em>
\nnice!<\/p>\n

Jabberwocky<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 10:22:00<\/em>
\nI tried to think of a verbotomy that used mollycoddle – this is perfect<\/p>\n

silveryaspen<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 13:36:00<\/em>
\nPoor little follycoddled eggs! Well done!<\/p>\n

OZZIEBOB<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-25: 19:06:00<\/em>
\nAbsolutely great word!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Loveshackle<\/strong>: \/luv-shak-ull<\/em>\/ At first, Tracy thought Marvin was being a doting boyfriend, running all the errands and carrying even the lightest packages for her, but when she found him staring at her image on the computer and singing “You’re My Obsession”, she came to the realization that she was being loveshackled. Etymology:<\/em> love shack, shackle Created by:<\/em> purpleartichokes.<\/p>\n

Comments on Loveshackle:<\/strong><\/p>\n

purpleartichokes<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 06:58:00<\/em>
\nHey Jabber – 2 songs for you today!<\/p>\n

Jabberwocky<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 08:46:00<\/em>
\nLove the word purple so I’ll put up with the song that’s now stuck in my head for the entire weekend!! The Love Shackle is a little old thing that keeps us together Love Shackle baby, Love Shackle bay-bee.<\/p>\n

silveryaspen<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 12:57:00<\/em>
\nIs loveshackle a cousin to Sugar Shackled? Now, there’s 3 songs! Great Creation!<\/p>\n

Tigger<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 15:06:00<\/em>
\n“Tiiiiin roof… rusted!” Groovy word.<\/p>\n

Mustang<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 18:36:00<\/em>
\nExcellent verboticism. Very descriptive and appropriate to the definition.<\/p>\n

OZZIEBOB<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-25: 19:07:00<\/em>
\nGreat word<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Sentimentinel<\/strong>: \/sint-ih-mint-ih-null<\/em>\/ 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:<\/em> Sentinel + sentimental Created by:<\/em> Banky.<\/p>\n

Comments on Sentimentinel:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Banky<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 13:56:00<\/em>
\nSorry, I was clearly bored at work today…<\/p>\n

silveryaspen<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 14:00:00<\/em>
\nSo good it ‘belongs’ to the book-of-the-month club! Nice Sci-Fi! Sigh-fantastic!<\/p>\n

Tigger<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 15:37:00<\/em>
\n“Mmmm, that story makes me hungry for a knight-time snack,” said the dragon. “Knights are so nice and crunchy.”<\/p>\n

purpleartichokes<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 18:27:00<\/em>
\nWow. 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.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Aupairanoid<\/strong>: \/oh-pear-a-noid<\/em>\/ Angela was so concerned about the safety of her children that she hired an aupairanoid to help supervise them. Etymology:<\/em> au pair + paranoid Created by:<\/em> Jabberwocky.<\/p>\n

Comments on Aupairanoid:<\/strong><\/p>\n

purpleartichokes<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 06:59:00<\/em>
\nNice!<\/p>\n

galwaywegian<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 09:27:00<\/em>
\ncould all go aupair shaped<\/p>\n

silveryaspen<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 13:22:00<\/em>
\nAu! The children need an escape pairashoot! This is a pairagon among verboticisms!<\/p>\n

Tigger<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 15:11:00<\/em>
\nIf she had the money, Angela would probably hire au-pair of ’em, I bet. Fun word.<\/p>\n

Nosila<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-22: 23:44:00<\/em>
\nGood One, Jab…no wonder they invented Nanny 911- pairental discretion advised!<\/p>\n

OZZIEBOB<\/a><\/strong>, 2008-02-25: 19:08:00<\/em>
\nAnother creative verbotomy!<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

To see more verboticisms for this definition go to:
\nhttps:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/verboticisms.php?jid=protection<\/a><\/p>\n

Be Creative,<\/p>\n

James<\/p>\n

www.verbotomy.com<\/a>
\nthe create-a-word game<\/p>\n

Definition Comments:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Verbotomy<\/a><\/strong> – 2008-02-22: 00:01:00<\/em>
\nToday’s definition was suggested by Biscotti<\/strong><\/a>. Thank you Biscotti. ~ James<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

DEFINITION: v. tr. To be so overly protective about a person or object, that you become completely possessed by the fear of what could go wrong. n. A person who is so worried about protecting something that they smother it with their own fears. VERBOTICISMS: (Invented words created by the Verbotomy Writers) Follycoddle: \/fol-ee-cod-ul\/ my … Continue reading Follycoddle<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3,4],"tags":[90,92,93,89,91,27],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/290"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=290"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/290\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=290"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=290"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verbotomy.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=290"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}