Let’s meet over mangled metaphors, idioms, and other valiant-but-failed attempts at figurative language. The results are inadvertent yet successful attempts at levity, jocularity, and generally increased levels of dopamine.
I destroy and recombine perfectly serviceable metaphors, idioms, and other innocents on a regular basis. Because I avidly collect others’ with glee, I know I’m not alone.
I’ve heard them called malaphors and malaprops, but I strongly disagree with using malaprop as any part of a description; first, because the term is ill-applied in an ironic twist (malaprops are intentional attempts to sound grand); and second, because mal itself, meaning “bad” is simply untrue—fun with words is never bad!
I’d go for something like risiphor or ridiphor, using the Latin risus, past participle of ridere "to laugh," meaning "laughable, capable of exciting laughter, comical" + pherein "to carry, bear" (from PIE root *bher- (1) "to carry," also "to bear children"). The result? “bearing laughter offspring.” Perfect!
As a bonus, who could resist saying, “That is patently risiphorous!” or “Another great ridiphor, Elizabeth!”
Although it bothers some who actually get these expressions right, the endless combinations that the rest of us come up with deserve a wide-girthed mirth berth.
And, even though these might technically appear to be…well…mistakes, I think they show a lack of rigidity at worst, and a creative brilliance at best. In fact, an utterance combining more than two original elements is golden in my book.
So, I say we enjoy these twisted treasures for all they’re cracked up to be. As my daughter used to say when she was but a wee sass, “Mom, that tickles my timbers!”
Happily, it’s genetic.
It’s been a long time since I heard anyone say they love their job. In fact, the endless pressure to produce more with less in the midst of reduced staffing has resulted in a cheerless environment for many.
Fortunately, humor—even gallows humor—is abundant and free, and can provide some laffeinated relief.
Workers are paid just enough to go nowhere with momentum.
The company is always kicking everything down the can.
News of the merger left us hanging by a live wire.
That new manager is a little sweat behind the ears.
The meeting was a real knock-down drag out of whack.
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“Workers are paid just enough to go nowhere with momentum” is my fave!
"The meeting was a real knock-down drag out of whack." I attended many, many, many of those meetings over the course of my career. Groan . . .