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In which "moist" was intentionally left off the list.

The Worst Words in the English Language, according to Riss:
(we're talking aesthetics here, not definitions)

  • Ointment
  • Phlegm
  • Nuptials
  • Strengths
  • Bladder
  • Jowls
  • Pulp (or pulpy)
  • Raucous

You're welcome.

Coming next: The Best Words in the English Language (Maybe. We all know I'm way better at negativity than optimism).




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  1. More than a third of these refer to bodies (or parts thereof). Interesting. We must pick strange words for bodies. Or is it the other way around?

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  2. Maybe. There are certainly other strange body words out there: "sphincter" and "throat" are also good examples. But I think there are some cool-sounding body-words (again, judging aesthetically and not by the meaning of the word: "lips", "cornea", "fallopian (tubes)", and "elbow", for example.

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  3. Is moist a reference to Dead Like Me? Great blog by the way!

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    1. Nope, because I've never seen (read? listened to? heard of?) Dead Like Me. There just seems to be a general consensus that "moist" is a horrible word.

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    2. Dead Like Me is an awesome TV show. Check it out on Youtube. Someone pirated the whole thing on there.

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