I know. Normally, there is a song title plucked fresh from my iTunes to grace that prominent, headlining area, but today, by very special request, your girl Friday is going to acknowledge one adorable-assed comment from a few weeks ago and sample it for this post. This is the remix, etc etc…
So I see a word I don’t recognise. I go to dictionary.com to look it up. I find out this word means:
having well-shaped buttocks
Having beautifully proportioned buttocks
I suddenly discover a whole new meaning to my life, to insert this word into conversations whenever I can, because it is as curvacious a word as the thing it describes. I think this has taken over as my favorite word in the English language, which used to be ‘Serendipity’, followed closely by ‘luminous’ and in third place ‘lepidoptery’.
But now I know what callipygian means, I am in love with that word. Please write a post featuring this word in the headline.[link]
And you thought I wouldn’t remember…silly sepiates. I’m all about the love, especially when that’s MY word you’re crushing on (well, it’s mine along with “apposite“…can’t overlook that one). Red Snapper’s kind command has been playing on my mind for these past two weeks, as I considered what post would be…um…apposite for such curvaceous titling. Finally, I have decided to take the easy way out. 😉
This Friday, take a crack at writing a flash of a story, with just 55-words to flesh it out. Take your inspiration from Sir Mix-a-lot, Wreckx- n-Effect or anyone else who’s got love for the booty (HELL, YES!). Write nanofiction about Wessside interpretations of Miami Bass, extra-memorable Seinfeld episodes, Boricua starlets who destroy innocent Beatnuts songs or how “kundi” is going to be Sepia Mutiny’s big contribution to the emerging 2nd gen cross-cultural lexicon (HA! Take THAT Northies!). Or, write about something else which fits in exactly 55 words. Just write something. And then post your astounding ass-terpiece in the comments below, so we can ogle it shamelessly, okay? Get crackin’, you mutinous poo-flingers.
Sepia Mutiny does not waste your time. [link]
It does on Fridays, mang. 😉
I’m so late to this thread! But here goes. This one’s for you, AJP. Ah, memories.
She squeals with delight. “It’s beautiful. Can I sit on it?” Deep looks at me, I look at her. “Of course, go right ahead.” The denim skirt she refers to as a “postage stamp” pulls tight. Deep and I exhale loudly, and Deep says, to me, mock sotto voce: “Man, your motorcycle sure is lucky.”
Since mens be all visual and shit…eh voila.
what a legendary night (just WHERE did you stick me during the police chase?), though i never did find my glasses. even if it hadn’t been so epic, i’d still heart your 55. 🙂 🙂 🙂
I’m cracking up over here…lord, woman, what are you doing up at this hour on a school night?
FYI: Suzuki is gone. I sold the Red Demon last week. This photo will serve as an poignant homage to a loyal motorcycle. 🙂
A belated “thank you” to Shankar for post #35.
Thanks to ANNA too for resuscitating the 55Friday tradition 😉
Kobayashi-san: Good call about “Sheikh Zubair”. Everyone knows he was a secret Indian anyway…..