FAMBLE
I could famble endlessly about how excited I am to champion for the f-word of incoherence, “famble”, but no one would understand me anyway, so I will try to be brief. Famble has had a hard slog these past centuries in comparison to some of the others among its awkward, inarticulate cousins. Bumble, mumble, ramble, and stumble, despite their clumsiness, have all done better than famble, and fumble has been insufferable since being picked for the football team. But, having fallen off of everyone’s radar, famble has made some moves recently that would surprise you. The pitch meetings for the documentary Famble! The Story of Famble! have not gone well, no one can ever understand what famble is going on about, but the point is that famble is getting pitch meetings at all. Famble has even met with a certain internet entrepreneur about famble’s possible place on the team. As you can see, famble may be a 14th century word, but famble is making 21st century moves, and I for one think that famble’s day has come.
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this is my perception of kalvin and the family mumblelard: that they are actually a band of vaudevillian performers who exhibit their peculiar mishmash of curiosities (insecta, ephemera, flora, et cetra et cetra) by night. by day, they scour hill and dale and forest and moor with pith helmets and magnifying glasses adding to their sprawling cabinet of treasures and murdering evil trolls that get in their way.
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