I see Sir C is being pilloried from all directions for being a food snob. I think it

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

I’m speaking of its original meaning, you uneducated prole. Just because the first time you encountered the word was while you stroked your engorged button mushroom of a member over a story in Forum, that doesn’t make that the definitive meaning.

I was looking up the wrong word b. My most humble and grovelling apology

[Burney]

I was looking up the wrong word b. My most humble and grovelling apology

Oh. Ermmm...that’s OK.

Sorry, but I find it very disconcerting when you don’t fight back. Takes all the fun out of it.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Herbert Augustus Chapman "No dear boy, a fetish is a sexual proclivity; such as my mother has for my cock."

Try the Irrational reverence or irreverent worshipping of an inanimate object route

Well unless Sir Charlie has become a lifeless statue of some sort, I would hardly have a fetish for him would I you fúcking quarter wit.

[Ash]

Oh dear b. Literary snobs like yourself so loathe being bested over word meaning, especially by an oik like me, that I am bracing myself for the full fury of your venom.

https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/*******s

Nothing to see here

Indeed. Nothing to see. https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/'s-

[Viva Prat Vegas]

Herbert Augustus Chapman "Well unless Sir Charlie has become a lifeless statue of some sort, I would hardly have a fetish for him would I you fúcking quarter wit."

Whoooooshhhhhhhhhh

That is the "or" option Herbert
ORRRRRRR
Comprendez vous

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

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[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Oh. Ermmm...that’s OK.

Sorry, but I find it very disconcerting when you don’t fight back. Takes all the fun out of it.

The problem with lexical semantics b is that the mob rules and it is very frustrating when a particular word you are fond becomes a popular misnomer and, with language being an organic entity, that word then changes its meaning.

I detest how everyone uses sanguine to mean confident in a cool and calm manner simply because its meaning has become conflated with sang-froid. Sanguine, as you will know, is loud and enthusiastic optimism to the point of stupidity.

[Herbert Augustus Chapman]

Unlike Herb's cock which is now an inanimate object of no penetration

Or your liver which is now an almost inanimate object of no discernible function.

[Burney]

The problem with lexical semantics b is that the mob rules and it is very frustrating when a particular word you are fond becomes a popular misnomer and, with language being an organic entity, that word then changes its meaning.

I detest how everyone uses sanguine to mean confident in a cool and calm manner simply because its meaning has become conflated with sang-froid. Sanguine, as you will know, is loud and enthusiastic optimism to the point of stupidity.

Dear old Willie Butler Yeats has a poem about this sort of thing, h:

‘I made my song a coat,
Covered with embroideries,
Out of old mythologies.
From heel to throat.
But the fools caught it.
Wore it in the world’s eyes as though they’d wrought it.
Fools, let them take it.
For there’s more enterprise in walking naked.’

Apologies if I’ve misquoted.

[SWv2]

Dear old Willie Butler Yeats has a poem about this sort of thing, h:

‘I made my song a coat,
Covered with embroideries,
Out of old mythologies.
From heel to throat.
But the fools caught it.
Wore it in the world’s eyes as though they’d wrought it.
Fools, let them take it.
For there’s more enterprise in walking naked.’

Apologies if I’ve misquoted.

Doesn't even rhyme. William Butler Shít****.