I know what you’re thinking.
And it better not be that I’ve lost my marbles and my typing skills.
You’re thinking, “Lorna is making up words again, that clever wordsmitherizer!”
But I’m not making it up. Well, I did make up “wordsmitherizer,” but “fribble” is a real word. And it’s a versatile one, too. It can be beaten into submission and used as a noun, verb, or adjective. I think it’s my new favorite word.
**The noun form (least popular usage–I know because I sit here feeling like a complete fribbler as I waste precious time trying to come up with a witty sentence to demonstrate the word): Oh, shizzle. Forget it.
**The verb form: “He fribbled away one job opportunity after the next by showing up for each interview dressed as a zombie.”
**The adjective form: “It was, admittedly, a fribbolous gesture, but she couldn’t resist purchasing the outfit even though she was behind on her rent. Hey, it was her first date, and she wanted to make an impression.”
If you are smarterific like me, you probably deduced that “fribble” is another word for “frivolous” or “foolish.”
Won’t your friends and family feel like fribbles when you start behaving fribbolously (I just used it as an adverb–score one for me!), tell them that’s exactly what you’re doing, and they have no clue what you’re talking about?
I love it when I can interjectify new real words into the lives of unsuspecting people, don’t you?




Nov 11, 2013 @ 15:49:42
That red should be patented, immediately! 🙂
Nov 11, 2013 @ 14:58:50
They wouldn’t dare!
Nov 11, 2013 @ 14:58:34
I’m happy to have another satisfactificated reader! 🙂
Nov 11, 2013 @ 14:57:08
I live to serve, Peter! 🙂
Nov 11, 2013 @ 14:56:41
Just saying “farkleberry” brings a smile to my face! 🙂
Nov 11, 2013 @ 14:55:39
I was turning an uncomfortable shade of thermoresentfuleous red after reading your comment, then decided that you are quite right. It’s all fribble-frabble in the end. 😉
Nov 11, 2013 @ 13:33:10
Such a fun word. I love scanning the dictionary for words like this, that appeal to the ears. One I found that I love, mostly for the sound of it, is “farkleberry.” Wrote a poem around them. They are actually berries, a tree that grows in the South. And it’s a glorious expression for when I drive the golf ball into the water…like I did yesterday. I need to remember it instead of the one that immediately comes to mind. This gives me an idea for a post!
Nov 11, 2013 @ 13:29:38
There you go. Enjoy reading another of your amusing posts, which always bring a smile to my face and learn a new word at the same time: what could be better !
Nov 11, 2013 @ 13:14:54
P.S. Let’s see the keyboard gremlins mess with those words!
Nov 11, 2013 @ 13:13:11
So I see you’ve added yet another big word in your perplexicon. It is with humbitiousness that I express my appreicnicity. Consider yourself thanktified!
Nov 08, 2013 @ 15:31:52
Seems a bit like fribble-frabble to me. Aren’t you perhaps confusing that with globiferous pedicellariae from Stron-gylocentrotus puwuratus? Or is that too poisonal a remark? 🙂
Nov 08, 2013 @ 14:13:37
No need to apologize. You used the word properly and your comment did not snack of any fribbolity! Well done, Sir! 🙂
Nov 08, 2013 @ 14:10:24
Oh my what a load of fribbolous fribble. sorry Lorna the best I could come up with…. I do love your words. 😉
Nov 08, 2013 @ 14:07:15
Oh gosh, I hope my mother had better taste than that! She had “relations” with only one man. And he was an alcoholic who couldn’t keep a job, but was a likable guy. Wait. Shizzle. I’m worried now. Oh. It’s fine. My dad was taller and much more handsome than Bush Sr. Whew!
Nov 08, 2013 @ 14:04:30
Then my job here is done…for now! 😉
Nov 08, 2013 @ 13:58:20
Today you’ve helped spark a sleeping gray cell in my brain. 🙂
Nov 08, 2013 @ 11:34:35
Not sure what it says on your birth certificate. Are you Bush’s love child by another name?
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