Tales of imminent catastrophe from the Eurozone are rather like catnip for me, but all I could think about whilst reading this one —
- Eyeing the Grexit (Andrew Sullivan)
— is that the world does not repeat not need another twee portmanteau. Like oh-em-gee a Grexit would be like totes cray-cray. Knock it fucking off.
Blunt Object 
About once a month you bust out a word that I have to look up; in this case that word would be portmanteau. And yet, you still use the most base language possible. It’s like watching a Lamborghini drive straight into a tree. It’s both beautiful and horrifying at the same time.
This had me giggling all morning. Thank you!