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There was a time when words meant something.
My Dad taught me these 2 from being in the service during WWII.
Situation Normal All Fucked Up
Fucked Up Beyond All Recognition
Here’s an example of them used at work in a conversation with my boss.
Of course, I told him they mean “kitty” and “pony” in Latin.
Me to Boss: It might be appropriate to celebrate your birthday with a theme around Hello FUBAR or My Little SNAFU.
My Boss: I feel truly loved.
Today’s words are largely devoid of meaning and a lot more confusing.
Me to boss: I would like to kill you.
What my boss hears: I like you.
Me to boss: You are an idiot.
My boss: I am a genius.
Me: A woodpecker lit your car on fire.
Boss: Thank you again. I am a genius.
Me: I wish you were dead.
Boss: When do I get my Hello FUBAR or My Little SNAFU present?