In the Oxford University Press’s most recent release, they revealed 23 new words that are being added to OxfordDictionaries.com (and not the physical dictionaries themselves, yet). While this doesn’t include any of the words I’m too old to be saying, it did give me a nice new slew of slang that you’ll find me dropping at dinner this weekend with my squad.
Damn it, that didn’t sound natural at all.
Anyway, onto the newest words, per Mashable.
Most commonly used by the girl at the bar who is trying to act cooler than she is, “awesomesauce” makes everyone cringe the second it comes out of her mouth and immediately puts her in “don’t make eye contact with her or else you’ll be stuck in an hour-long conversation with her” territory.
For a brief moment, I was nervous that I had somehow missed this new hip slang before realizing it’s more for the Brit crowd that’s calling people “mental” and bundles of sticks “fags.”
The boss who is trying to get in with the interns walks into the cubicles, leans over the front row, and says, “Is it beer o’clock yet?” while biting his lower lip and doing a slight eyebrow raise.
Much like bitcoin itself, I’m going to drop this at happy hour in an attempt to make people believe that I fundamentally understand how bitcoins work. Which I don’t. And probably never will.
Shocking that this phrase wasn’t already on OxfordDictionaries.com. It’s almost like a bunch of old dudes were sitting around when someone said it and they all got a hearty laugh because of the word “fart.”
“Hey EU, suck one, I’m brexiting.”
What I say when someone gchats me a long, drawn out story complaining about something that I have no affiliation with.
I still don’t actually understand how this can happen in a world where buttons don’t exist and no one puts their phone in their back pocket because it will get bent. And yes, I’m hoping Oxford will add “get bent” as a new term for getting drunk in 2016.
Again, I’ve been using this since I was an 8-year-old. I recently said it in Texas and no one had any idea what I was talking about. Different world down here, man.
Not sure who the gaudy assholes are that bring their own cakes to restaurants and pay the upcharge, but I love it.
This is on-par with bringing your dog to a bar, but a million times worse. These are probably all the rage in Portland and Seattle which is why I’ll never visit either because I’m still devastated Seattle isn’t exactly how Frasier portrays it.
Should be a way to describe how someone prematurely ejaculates during a one-night stand.
“Yeah, I fast-casual’d and had to get the hell out of there.”
Was anyone else letdown that this wasn’t a nickname for the goalie, Goldberg, from The Mighty Ducks?
Sometimes I wish someone would fat-shame me so I’d go to the gym. I went through the entire process of getting my keycard approved for the company gym only to not use it once.
If you can’t keep your country in business, you don’t deserve your own word. Plain and simple.
When I was little, I’d cry to my mom when we’d be at the mall because all I wanted to do was crush Sbarro at the food courts. Now? It’s me waiting in line to get seated at brunch. Some things never change.
Finally, this legend gets some damn respect. If MacGyver wasn’t a major player in your morning routine as a kid, your parents were a couple of side salads with no balls.
Being allowed to show the world what you’re working with while simultaneously saving a seat? Man, I should’ve done this on my last Southwest flight.
Imagining a bunch of British white dudes sitting around coming up with that definition is why “smh” is a thing.
Not gonna touch this one. I’m not familiar enough with all of this yet and it’s just asking for trouble.
So essentially this is what Roger Dorn did when he told everyone to put away their video games.
Which is exactly what the word “skippable” actually is. Snooze City. Come on, Oxford Dictionary.
When there’s ice cubes, a set of Tervis Tumblers, and a bottle of sauvy b, it’s always wine o’clock, guys. .
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