Robb and I both love the English language. We love its complexity and flexibility.
We spend a lot of time laughing at word play, much to the dismay of our friends.
And we really, really love bizarre uses of the language. Remember "hydroentangled?"
Robb brought home a new hair gel today, because I had been so disconcerted by the the hospital-smell of his last brand. As he was carrying it through the apartment, he just started to giggle.
Rhetorically, Robb asked, "Isn't that a word meaning slovenly and smelly?"