But what about a piss-up of poets, an armada of umbrellas, a tempest of teapots, a halfway of unwed mothers, a scandal of stewardesses, a prominence of businessmen, a marathon of running shoes, a slough of landlords, a mincemeat of prostitues, an agency of secret policemen, a poisoning of novelists, an alabaster of government officials, a perennial of butterflies, a dolor of inexorable pencils, an album of photographers, a jangle of keys, a huzwang of frusits, or a kaleidoscope of opera glasses?
And yes, I know there's a book, and that these are probably "wrong," but I can't remember the title of the book and I couldn't find it on the shelf, and this is more fun anyway.
Comments (2)
And don't forget-- gay men travel as a faggle.
Posted by Jason | August 7, 2004 5:51 PM
Posted on August 7, 2004 17:51
an exultation of larks is what you're lookin for.
bored on the oxford press website i discovered earlier that a group of hippos is a bloat. bwahaaa.
Posted by ayla | August 8, 2004 10:39 AM
Posted on August 8, 2004 10:39