It's only words...

The below is nonsensical, mostly Googled, copied/pasted. Forgive me father for I have plagiarized.

Six words that can ruin your sentence: “Obviously, like, honestly, basically, literally, actually.”

Actually, like obviously I basically disagree, honestly.

Microsoft Word – a blank page to ‘draw’ on.

Four letter word – always think of George Carlin.

Buzz word. Fidget spinner I guess, maybe “45”, and sadly, ISIS.

Man of a few words – the hell is he/she thinkin’?

Then, there is the "can't get a word in edgewise." Been there, frustrated through that.

A-well everybody's heard about the bird
Bird bird bird, b-bird's the word

A kind word – GOES A LONG, LONG WAY.

A dirty word – “I’m tellin’ “.. locker room talk.. women talk ‘tee hee hee hee”

A war of words – been there, ‘fought’ that. Words can hurt. Some, forever etched in our minds. Hard to let go. Like a knife stuck in a wooden fence, taken out, there is a scar still there.

I think we should adopt basketball’s ‘3 second’ rule when verbalizing words. If only we all would stop, take 3 seconds to think before replying, speaking – the world would be a more peaceful, happier place.

By word of mouth. At a loss for words. Eat one’s words. A play on words. Famous last words. Beyond words. Fighting words. I’d like a word with you.

Baby’s first word, the race is on… is it “Mama?”… “Dada?”… or “boob?” – ha.
Those first months, mebbe couple of years with a kid – you can basically (oops, sorry) use/say any word you want without fear of the little one understanding. Then, maybe year three you hear the snotnose retort “WELL SHIT”. You asked for it, you got it, Toyota. Watch your mouth, your words. (You/me AND the kid.)

Had words. A word to the wise. Mark my word. Have a way with words. Word gets around.

“Use magic words like Thank you, I’m sorry, please, with all we interact, these words have a healing effect.” Malika E. Nura (Words of wisdom)

It's only words
And words are all I have
To take your heart away.

Some simply answer “WORD”..

I love the mystique of words. Words do make the world go round. Sometimes, unsaid words work. A buddy of mine related once he allowed a ground ball to go between his legs – and a game was lost. On the way home, ne’er a word from dad. I knew the man, he rocked. Unsaid words can be beautiful.

Look, I got the last word. Rarely happens to us men. Love, Victurd.

Gotta second?

The Soviet Union. Kentucky. Lookin’ at Lee. Thomas Dewey.

Miracle on Ice – young dudes from US beat the Soviet Union. The Soviets, from past history, have used “alternate news” in reporting events like this. Headline might say “SOVIETS SECOND PLACE!!! (US next to last). Trumps all eh?

Christian Laettner’s “Shot” to win the NCAA Tournament over……… Kentucky. Second place, who remembers?

Always Dreaming kicked butt in the mud, won the Kentucky Derby over……. Lookin at Lee. Onto the Triple Crown? Who knows, we only remember Secretariat, Seattle Slew, Affirmed, American Pharoah.. we don’t remember the ones who won a couple but FINISHED second (or worse) in the udder races.

“Dewey defeats Truman” claimed the Chicago Daily Tribune on Novermber 3rd, 1948, the day after the presidential election. Oops. Hot of the press, not a second to spare – so to speak.

Next. Following. Subsequent. Succeeding. Secondary. Lower. Subordinate. Subsidiary. Assistant. Can’t get past second base. Oops, sorry. Heck, I’ve even been in a relationship where I was in second place. Big juicy kiss? EWWWW. Two to tango, three, can’t really dance.

Storytellers. A second time, or worse. Do you stop ‘em or do you suffer thru (again?)

Thankfully, from a family with two children – my sister and I never knew ‘second place.’ We were equals, thanks to very loving, fair parents.

It’s no secret that I have a love for sports. I love me some dudes, dudettes from my past that HATE second place. Losing sucks to us all. Win, fairly, squarely, by the rules, but win baby. Level best, every time.

“I never could stand losing. Second place didn’t interest me. I had a fire in my belly.” Ty Cobb

“Second place is really the first loser.” George Steinbrenner.

“My dad taught us that there’s no greater distance than that between first and second place.” Janet Jackson

Second-class citizen. Second hand. Second banana. Wait a second. Second guess. Any second now. Second nature. Second fiddle.

Is second ever good? Uh huh. Second helping. A double. Passing first grade. Second chance. Second time in one day… you perverts. Sunday. Sunday is the second weekend day. Second story. One Mississippi two Mississippi. Helps when keeping time I reckon. Second child. I always put my left shoe on second. Habit. Second nature I reckon.

I gotta get back to work. Just needed a break for a second. I am so happy for your eyeballs here, I hardly gave it a second thought not to be. Happy weekend – I hope you second that. Love, Victurd