texlex Mug
An artificial, pseudonymical, acronymaceus, sobriquet, synthesized from a short, familiar form of "Texas" and "lex" (Greek for "word" and Latin for "law"), assumed by the original designator (and oft adopted by numerous pretenders of varying quality and trailing digital suffixii), intended, hoped, and/or calculated to represent, exhibit, and/or affect or convey a demonstrably but circumspectly delivered and highly qualified pretension to an enlightened, lettered, refined, urbane style of semantictious discourse, while completely, successfully, and self-pleasuringly avoiding legal liability, responsibility, and/or abuse for anything expressed or suggested, stated, not stated, and/or implied or not implied in any fashion, typically by employing and stringing together a sufficiently strained series of prolixly faux erudite acute and/or obtusely quasi-redundant juxtapositions of implicit and/or explicit notations, annotations, connotations, salutations, pointless alliterations, and/or self-coined words, phrases, and/or memes, clever and often inscrutably non sequitorial turns of phrase, outrageously banal phrase after endlessly loathsome phrase, discarding and, at the same, scruptulously adhering to no particular and rigourously to certain bizarre strategies and/or lack of same (i.e., extant non conventions) respecting ~aberrant usages^of^punctuation, grammar, stYle, voice (vox/voce), idiom (including idiomatopeia), and effectively obfuscating, corrupting, punnischingand/or ironizing subject matter for one's own twisted and idiosyncratically rewarding benefit, amusement, and/or entertainment in a manner likely to simply piss off time (British usage), vent venom by penning an anticipatorily unsent riposte in response to a random objectionable email forward, and/or to further fuel an undeniably undeserved, but well-earned, although self-effacingly and adamantly deflected, modestly-expressed, non sense of superiority...because he's a Texas lawyer, dammit...or because he obsequiously imagines that a culimating, pandering attempt at complimenting the present venue and its diligently attentive censors will persuade any deciding said officials to approve this tortuously expansive self-reference (see beginning of entry).
The Urban Dictionary Mug
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I got this for my dad but he didn’t want it so he just gave it to me. Ever since I took it back my life has been the greatest it’s ever been. I asked my other dad if he wanted but he said no too. Oh well, I get to enjoy this product for myself more.
It was the greatest mug I've ever ordered :skullll
This mug has made me so happy. This is more than I could have ever wanted in life.
My friend loved it.!!
I like it, but not a lot. Also, the mugs are overpriced.
i luv it! great quality and actually the same hight as mossoflife!
Loved it, my co-workers liked the mug.
best mug every i get to wake up every morning to sip out of my sexy lama mug
I really like this mug. It’s quite bizarre and helps me live a quiet life in my small town of Morioh, Japan.
briliant buy great gift for my grandkid! love it!
This mug saved my life from spiraling down a deep dark path.
Great present for my wife, she uses it all the time, and it's her to a T.
I love it. High quality. Just as I had hoped.
This mug looks great! I love it!
I have a crippling addiction to these mugs, i have 459
This mug is wonderful it’s so funny and I gave it to the kid that made the Definition and he started dying laughing
War. War Never Changes. War, war never changes. In the year 1945, my great-great grandfather, serving in the army, wondered when he get to go home to his wife and the son he never see. He got his wish, when the U.S. ended WWII by dropping an atomic cloud on Hiroshima and Nagasaki. The world awaited Armageddon, instead, something miraculous happened. We began to use atomic energy as a nearly limitless source of power. People enjoyed luxury once thought in the realm of science fiction. Domestic robots, fusion powered cars, portable computers. Then, in the 21st century, people awoke from the American dream. Years of consumption led to the shortages of every major resource. The entire world unraveled. Peace became a distant memory. It is now the year 2077, and we stand on the brink of total war, and I am afraid, for myself, for my wife, for my infant son, because if my time in the army taught me one thing; is that war, war never changes.
Excellent satire - didn't see comments to that end, so find it hard to fathom if most readers, in turn, didn't laugh out loud, and say so. But apparently not.
I am gonna buy it and give it to my nine year old brother