Shibboleths (or ‘I love the interrobang’)


One of my favourite things about being a father is yelling words. I yell words all the time now. I would say it is my superpower, but I really don’t want to pigeon hole myself at such an early age. I’ve got a long way to go and anything can happen. I’m still holding out that I’ll mature into being able to tell the future or turn invisible.

Here are some of my favourite things I’ve yelled:

“What’s going on‽”

“Why do your hands smell so bad‽”

“No you can’t watch Human Centipede!”

“What do you mean Snoop Dogg taught you what an operating system is‽”


“Stop that!”

“Get off of my neck!”

“Turn off Human Centipede!”

“Why is your sister biting you‽”

“She just doesn’t bite you for no reason!”

“Why did you bite your brother for absolutely no reason‽”

“Those aren’t words!”

“Stop yelling!”

“I love you too!”

“Of course horses can get sick!”

“For the last time, the planet we live on is called Earth!”

“Yes it is!”

“The moon can’t hear you!”

“Your mother is not a tramp!”

“I meant trampoline!”

“Yes I do think I’m funny!”

“I bid you good day sir!”


If you liked this silly gibberish you could buy me a coffee. If you are looking for more ridiculousness you could visit my podcast. If you have any questions, you could leave them in the comments. What is your favourite thing to yell?

One Comment Add yours

  1. Sharon Zablaska says:

    Why did you do that?


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