I can't wait to see if that little kid gets smacked upside the head by his paw or if the Rawhide Kid gets smacked upside his head by Paw as well! Of course, Paw won't be smacking the Kid with his hand either! Bwahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"Dear Word Detective: I was once threatened (by no less than a Federal Circuit Court judge in Florida) with being charged with "mopery." To this day I have no idea what "mopery" is, nor have I been able to find its definition in the legal dictionaries available to me. Go for it! --D. L. Rindone, Cornville, AZ.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, you are not alone. I, too, was threatened with arrest for "mopery" back in 1970 by a gendarme in the employ of the Columbus, Ohio police department. As I knew I was guilty of no crime beyond a bad attitude and a subversive haircut, I presumed he was joking and simply walked away. But several days later I heard that a friend had actually been arrested, booked and jailed for "mopery," so I guess the relevant law really existed on the books (and, knowing Columbus, I'd guess that it probably still does).
You're also not alone in being unable to pin down an exact legal definition of "mopery." I seem to have misplaced my copy of Black's Law Dictionary (how one misplaces a book that heavy is another question), and none of the online legal dictionaries I have found contain the term. Nonetheless, all the references that I have been able to find in other materials indicate that the definition of "mopery" furnished to me by a friendly lawyer back in 1970 was accurate. "Mopery," at least in Columbus, Ohio, consists of "walking down the street with no clear destination or purpose." "Mopery" is thus essentially "loitering while walking," and, like laws against loitering and vagrancy, functions as a sort of legal wildcard, a one-size-fits-all charge that can easily be applied to annoying people by irritable authorities. "Mopery" is clearly based on verb "to mope," which, in its original sense, meant "to wander about aimlessly, moving without the guidance of thought." (Our modern "mope" meaning "to lay about bored and depressed" is a later development of the word.) The verb "to mope" first appeared in English in the 16th century and is of unknown origin, but was a big favorite of Shakespeare, who used it in at least three of his plays. "Mopery" is also frequently invoked for comic effect by modern writers, especially Thomas Pynchon, who seems to love the word. The film "Revenge of the Nerds" also contains a reference to "mopery," but erroneously defines it as "exposing oneself to a blind person."
It's amazing that there's an entire board of these losers with no lives. I guess if you have no friends in real life, and no girl would ever want you, spamming message boards might be the only thing left.
November 6th, 2012: Americas new Independence Day.
Jacob Marley: Ah! You do not know the weight and length of strong chain you bear yourself! It was as full and as long as this seven Christmas eves ago and you have labored on it since. Ah, it is a ponderous chain!
Spend more time with the family. Take more exercise - Get fit. Lose (loose!) weight. Give up smoking (again). Get out of dept. Learn a new skill, take up a new hobby. Put something into the community -help others. Get organized. Else buy shares in diary, or companies selling electronic planners! Become more security conscious. Give up drinking, at least for the first week of January!
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Once upon a time in the land of plenty The land of lawyers, guns and money A funny little thing we all call greed Brought my hometown down to its knees
A little bit worried 'bout the shape I'm in Baby needs shoes and the wallet's thin Got no gas or electricity But everybody's singin' in harmony
Sell me up, sell me down I be sold out sittin' here hangin' around Take my house, take my car But you can't take my seat at the corner bar Take my crib, take my car But I'm keepin' my seat at the corner bar
No block party, everybody's evicted No street lights, no runnin' liquids I got no room on my credit card And I'm three court dates from the prison yard
My credit score's fallen like the New York Mets There ain't a debt collector that ain't called yet They say, "Money don't talk, it only swears" And got me cussing in my underwear
Sell me up, sell me down I be sold out sittin' here hangin' around Take my house, take my car But you can't take my seat at the corner bar Take my crib, take my car But I'm keepin' my seat at the corner bar
Once upon a time in America The politicians went and fell outta love There was a raping of the common man And left us sittin' here without no plan
Swimmin' through bills like Michael Phelps Down and out and can't get no help The kids are hungry, peepin' French Poodles Pickin' through dumpsters for Ramen noodles
Standin' in line with a family to feed Tradin' Manhattan for Indian beads It's been a long time since we felt good Got everybody waitin' on Robin Hood
Sell me up, sell me down I be sold out sittin' here hangin' around Take my house, take my car But you can't take my seat at the corner bar Take my crib, take my car But I'm keepin' my seat at the corner bar
Once upon a time in America The politicians went and fell outta love There was a raping of the common man And left us sittin' here without no plan
Sell me up, sell me down I be sold out sittin' here hangin' around Take my house, take my car But you can't take my seat at the corner bar Take my crib, take my car But I'm keepin' my seat at the corner bar
Mom and Uncle Frank It's Saturday morning and Bob's just about to set off on a round of golf, when he realizes that he forgot to tell his wife that the guy who fixes the washing machine is coming around at noon.
So Bob heads back to the clubhouse and phones home.
"Hello?" says a little girl's voice.
"Hi, honey, it's Daddy," says Bob. "Is Mommy near the phone?"
"No, Daddy. She's upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Frank."
After a brief pause, Bob says, "But you haven't got an Uncle Frank, honey!"
"Yes, I do, and he's upstairs in the bedroom with Mommy!"
"Okay, then. Here's what I want you do. Put down the phone, run upstairs and knock on the bedroom door and shout in to Mommy and Uncle Frank that my car's just pulled up outside the house."
"Okay, Daddy!" A few minutes later, the little girl comes back to the phone. "Well, I did what you said, Daddy."
"And what happened?"
"Well, Mommy jumped out of bed with no clothes on and ran around screaming, then she tripped over the rug and went out the front window and now she's all dead."
"Oh, my God! What about Uncle Frank?"
"He jumped out of bed with no clothes on too, and he was all scared and he jumped out the back window into the swimming pool. But he must have forgot that last week you took out all the water to clean it, so he hit the bottom of the swimming pool and now he's dead too."
There is a long pause. "Swimming pool? Is this 854-7039?"
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