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cimoreneA teenaged dude arrived at my brother-in-law's birthday party Tuesday a couple of minutes ahead of his parents by running to the door.
He burst into the living area where about 8 adults and children were lounging around munching on cookies and brownies, announcing his presence with
"HEY, you have brownies and cookies in here! I'm having a cookie!"
- and launched himself across the room so precipitously that he didn't remain vertical, possibly because one of his feet was still inside one of his shoes. He seized a cookie and unceremoniously sped back out the way he'd come without speaking directly to anybody.
The room filled up with a lot of chuckles and comments on his ability to make an entrance.
Then somebody noticed a wasp. We debated briefly whether it was a wasp or a bee and who should catch it and how. While two other people were gearing up for the attempt he reappeared, grabbed another cookie, demolished half of it, and announced, "I'LL KILL IT!"
Before anybody could offer much in the way of a reply, he had teleported across the room, leapt onto the sofa, and completely flattened the wasp. This happened so quickly that many people in the room didn't notice.
"What happened?" said someone(s).
"He already murdered it," saidwaxjism.
"I'm good at murdering things," he said breezily. Laughter. "I already murdered seven bugs yesterday," he explained, then paused and thought. "No, eight."
He attempted to waltz away, until my brother-in-law informed him that the person who murders an insect is responsible for conveying its remains out of doors, so he came back to do that.
Possibly the first time I have personally seen and understood yeet as a verb.
He burst into the living area where about 8 adults and children were lounging around munching on cookies and brownies, announcing his presence with
"HEY, you have brownies and cookies in here! I'm having a cookie!"
- and launched himself across the room so precipitously that he didn't remain vertical, possibly because one of his feet was still inside one of his shoes. He seized a cookie and unceremoniously sped back out the way he'd come without speaking directly to anybody.
The room filled up with a lot of chuckles and comments on his ability to make an entrance.
Then somebody noticed a wasp. We debated briefly whether it was a wasp or a bee and who should catch it and how. While two other people were gearing up for the attempt he reappeared, grabbed another cookie, demolished half of it, and announced, "I'LL KILL IT!"
Before anybody could offer much in the way of a reply, he had teleported across the room, leapt onto the sofa, and completely flattened the wasp. This happened so quickly that many people in the room didn't notice.
"What happened?" said someone(s).
"He already murdered it," said
waxjism."I'm good at murdering things," he said breezily. Laughter. "I already murdered seven bugs yesterday," he explained, then paused and thought. "No, eight."
He attempted to waltz away, until my brother-in-law informed him that the person who murders an insect is responsible for conveying its remains out of doors, so he came back to do that.
Possibly the first time I have personally seen and understood yeet as a verb.
