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  <title>Amooa's topics - tribe.net</title>
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    <title>Lumid</title>
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    <author>
      <name>thorne</name>
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    <id>http://amooa.tribe.net/thread/5627ff24-946f-49f7-90f2-f3cd3df5df6a</id>
    <updated>2006-10-08T06:32:22Z</updated>
    <published>2006-10-07T09:11:31Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Lumid [adj]: a quality of light which is ominous or disturbing.  ex. "The UFO outside my window cast a lumid glow throughout the room."&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:creator>thorne</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2006-10-07T09:11:31Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>Stirry</title>
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      <name>thorne</name>
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    <updated>2006-10-02T02:27:22Z</updated>
    <published>2006-10-01T12:15:22Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;[adj] Potentially useful as an implement for stirring, as a sauce spoon, finger or old tennis shoe.&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:creator>thorne</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2006-10-01T12:15:22Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Bipping</title>
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      <name>thorne</name>
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    <updated>2006-10-01T12:30:10Z</updated>
    <published>2006-10-01T12:17:49Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;syn. bopping, but with greater curteness.
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&lt;br/&gt;ex. "See all those baby chickens bipping around the pen?  Aren't they just ADOOOOOOOORABLE!?"&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:creator>thorne</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2006-10-01T12:17:49Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Clunch</title>
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      <name>thorne</name>
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    <id>http://amooa.tribe.net/thread/543474bd-7d87-4892-ad74-eee659c43004</id>
    <updated>2006-10-01T12:28:53Z</updated>
    <published>2006-10-01T12:28:53Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;
&lt;br/&gt;v. To crunch something underfoot while simultaneously curling your toes.
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&lt;br/&gt;Þ&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:creator>thorne</dc:creator>
    <dc:date>2006-10-01T12:28:53Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Yeshplochum</title>
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    <updated>2005-02-02T03:41:28Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-29T22:54:17Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Yeshplochum [n.] [yuh-shploch'-m]:  An intense guilt trip, stereotypically jewish-mother in flavor, typically focused on when you are going to get married, when you are going to make me a grandchild, why you still haven't aplied to medical school yet, or how no, really, it's alright, we don't need to stop to eat, I'll just waste away here in the back of the car until I'm as thin as a rail and die.  It's fine, really.  Derivation: mock yiddish.&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-29T22:54:17Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Conglobulation</title>
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    <updated>2005-02-01T00:14:57Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-29T23:02:29Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Conglobulation: [con-glob-you-lay'-shun]
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&lt;br/&gt;1. [form of  v. to conglobulate]:  To arrange a volume of random objects and substances and bits and pieces into a disogganized formless mass or glob.  Example: 'We didn't have time to pack properly, so we conglobulated the skis and packs and shoes and lunch meat and bread and water bottles and blankets and
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&lt;br/&gt;2. [n.] The amorphous mass that results from the act of conglobulation.  Example: 'The sandwich was a conglobulation of the random bread, carrots, chocolate, pasta sauce and cloves we found in the fridge.'&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-29T23:02:29Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>Long "e" at end of word</title>
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      <name>kimkanigel</name>
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    <id>http://amooa.tribe.net/thread/fccc4e68-7982-43eb-9025-ef096ade943c</id>
    <updated>2005-01-29T22:42:20Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-29T08:42:28Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Why does the long "e" sound at the end of the word have to be spelled "ie?"  Is this a rule of made-up-word grammar?  Can't it be "y," or even "ee," if one isn't at all particular about spelling things phonetically?&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-29T08:42:28Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>Meepsie</title>
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    <updated>2005-01-29T20:04:32Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-28T05:54:17Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;I inaugurate the amooa tribe with the word meepsie:
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&lt;br/&gt;Meepsie [adj.]:
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&lt;br/&gt;[from my livejournal]
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&lt;br/&gt;"Meepsie is the way you feel when you want to do something, but don't because you are embarrassed for some stupid reason. Like, if you want to dance, but you don't because you think your butt looks too big in this outfit, you don't because you feel all meepsie. If you want to ask someone out, but don't, because you think they are out of your league, it's meepsiness, all over. If you got chocolate when you asked for vanilla, or got mayo when you said to hold the mayo, but you don't say anything about it because you don't want the waiter to think you are a dick... what you are feeling is meepsie. Think of tiny, afraid, unprotected little baby chickens bippling around going "Meep! Meep! Please don't eat me, Mr. Big Bad World!" That's meepsie.&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-28T05:54:17Z</dc:date>
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  <entry>
    <title>Wern</title>
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    <updated>2005-01-29T08:39:27Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-28T07:30:45Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Wern [intrj]: 
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&lt;br/&gt;1. A linguistic place-holder sometimes used to indicate general agreement.
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&lt;br/&gt;2. A generally agreeable greeting [syn. 'Hello']
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&lt;br/&gt;Derivation: Originally the name of a fictional inbred character invented by a friend of this poster and said to inhabit the swamps of Louisiana in a running inside joke about people who inhabit the swamps of Louisiana.  Later transformed into a satire of the then-popular misuse of the word "word."
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&lt;br/&gt;Example [as a greeting] "Wern up, home dawg!"&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-28T07:30:45Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Schmoopsie</title>
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    <updated>2005-01-29T08:39:14Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-28T07:22:38Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Schmoopsie [adj.]: 
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&lt;br/&gt;1. The feeling that you would like to be eaten for lunch, enjoyed as an midnight snack or otherwise devoured, consumed and gobbled up.
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&lt;br/&gt;2. Of or pertaining to the Jesus-like offering of oneself up for sacrifice, usually in a pointless manner.  Example: Always giving Bret my pudding at school lunch because I felt guilty about his poor parents was a really schmoopsie thing to do.
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&lt;br/&gt;Derivation: From the cartoon character the "shmoo" who tries to get people to eat him, or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;
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    <dc:date>2005-01-28T07:22:38Z</dc:date>
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    <title>Bippling</title>
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    <updated>2005-01-29T08:36:09Z</updated>
    <published>2005-01-28T06:09:31Z</published>
    <summary type="html">&lt;div&gt;Bippling: Participle form of 'to bipple'--to wander around in a disorganized, herky-jerky twitchy way.  Example:  'See all those stupid baby chickens bippling around the hen house.  They'll all be dead soon.'  Derivation:  Some random neuron firing in my head one day.&lt;/div&gt;
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