Fallehuckinglujah is my comment on the power of words; it's a bastardization of Hallef***inglujah, which I am wont to say in moments of joy but cannot because of the f*** part. If, however, I switch the f and the h it retains the same feeling but is no longer obscene. Same feeling, same letters, only two letters switched but one is verboten and the other is, well, not


01 November 2017 by admin

There’s a bank commercial that shows a woman and her cat. The cat jumps up on the couch, wearing a beautiful, sparkling collar. The woman gets a text of a charge on her credit card, looks at the cat and says “no.” The cat seductively winks and the bank calls as the cat runs away.

I watched the commercial on mute, as I can’t fast forward and I took that to mean the cat bought the necklace and the woman stops the charge.

Turns out, with sound, the spurious charge is for a dog collar from Doggie Lovers. The cat is then seen as storming away, the jilted lover, as the woman pleads with the cat and thanks the bank.

I like my story better.

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