Chagrin
One Time,
When I was a little lass... knee-high to a Muddy Mud-Skipper I made up a word to express my distaste for foods I didn't like, the clothes I didn't like and well, most anything I didn't like.
The word was, and still remains :
Pooeymackaphoomia (Pronounced : Poo-E-Makka-Foo-MEE-ah)
It is with great distress, ladies and gentlemen (should there ever be any involved with this blog), that I admit that the state of the bloggeroo as of late has made me remember this word.