The Lunxicon

On Saturd ay I went to a party at a friend’s new apartment. Meats were grilled, beers were swilled, and a good time was had by all. Point being, one of my friends responded to a comment by his girlfriend with “pish posh!” I was inspired. I say that all the time and would like to imagine that it is spreading thanks to my (over)use of the term. In fact, when it was said, my lady friend and I turned to each other, our eyes wide with glee, and said “pish posh! fuck yeah!”
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