Idioms are slang that I try never to use. Pronghorn antelope are not goats! (Almost never, but I have slipped not often but when it happens I feel a bit stupid.)
Pronghorn are neither Antelope or Goats. They are the last of their species and closest related to a Giraffe.
Every species is the last of their species, LOL. They are the last surviving member of their family, however.
For me, my pet irk is the calling of ground hogs "gophers." That are not gophers and are in a different family. Of course, ground hogs aren't even hogs at all which are in a different order.
It's a new language called millennialeze. I don't get it either.
Every generation has their
trendie lingo that old timers find
grody but that the generation thinks is
wicked,
fer sure.
Back in
like the 80s, things were
bangin' and
boss. We'd get the
411 on some
bomdigity hunt party and
book over to see if it was
fantabulous. Sometimes, it was my
fave spot and
legit. Sometimes it was a
frickin' bust and
mega uncool. Once in a while, we'd
score a
fugly hog. My best
bro, Bob (a
DINK), usually could not go because of his
hoser wife. That was
bogus.
I kid you not. If he could get it
penciled in, we would go out and
peg some
righteous hogs. Once, we got so many that our
ride was a
scoshe overloaded and one took a
face plant and became
road pizza on our way back to the house. Man, we were
trippin'. Bob
be like, "
Where's the beef?" All I could say was, "
Whoa!"
This celeb hunter was coming to town and Bob was
stoked to the max. He tried to
schmooze his way into going but everything he did was
lame and he never got
out the door. He was not
rad and I told him to just
chill.