Hat tip to Colt CCO for this.
If you’d like a wry chuckle at a pretentious windbag, go over to View From The Porch and read this post. Scroll through the comments, and meet Thesaurus Boy. I won’t name him directly, lest he show up over here and clog up my comments section with the literary equivalent of Sominex.
I’ll just leave it to you to figure out which guy humps his thesaurus at night, hoping against hope for a woman worthy (read: desperate) of his intellect.