Sunday, December 19, 2004


A new addition to the Big Book of Bunkum:

Jack-In-A-Pinch (n.) fatuous first cousin of the Fickle Finger of Fate, responsible for creating tempests in teapots, storms in saucepans, and brouhahas in baking dishes

e.g. The Sultan of Small Talk demanded to know why Jack-In-A-Pinch was wreaking havoc with woks while several saucy sex pots (who had little interest in swapping noodle recipes or figuring out where to buy a can of Uncle Willy's Turtle Soup) were sampling far too many glasses of sherry for their own good and making a mess of the sultry soap opera script.

Contributed by: Flabellina Iodinea, a linguistic land-lubber whose many talents include telling the story of the shell-less sea slug to anyone who will listen, (except for children who might be frightened by their hermaphroditic animal behavior not to mention their toxic chemical secretions which send out a strong message, "don't eat me, I taste really bad").