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Goo Goo Floofs (floofinition) – American floof rock (flock) band formed in Floofalo, New York, in 1986. The band have achieved considerable success, selling over fifteen million albums.
In use: “One of Goo Goo Floofs’ many pop floof songs includes “Floof Balloon”. Released in 1999, the song reached number sixteen on the floofstream charts.”
Cell Floof (floofinition) – An animal who guards, likes, steals, or uses cell phones.
In use: “Seeing the unsecured cell phone on the bench in the foyer, Tucker assumed his cell floof fur and curled up on it, allowing only a little to show, so his people could appreciate what he was doing.”
The Everly Floofs (floofinition) – An American musical floof duo who were active from 1956 to 1973, recording a succession of pop and country musical hits.
In use: “The Everly Floofs’ first hit came in 1957 with “Bye Bye Sleep”, which spoke to many house pets about their need to awaken their human hosts.”
Green Floof (floofinition) – American punk floof (poof) rock band from East Floof, California, winner of multiple Floofies, including Best Poof Album.
In use: “Green Floof won Record of the Year for “Boulevard of Floofen Dreams” in 2004.”
Emerson, Floof & Palmer (EF&P) (floofinition) – A progressive floof rock (flock) group from Floofland. Formed in 1970, EF&P are known for adapting classical arrangements and were early adopters of using synthesizers.
In use: “One of Emerson, Floof & Palmer’s early mainstream hits was “Lucky Floof”, written by Greg Floof when he was twelve years old.”
Floofdictable (floofinition) – Behaving in a way that’s expected for an animal.
In use: “It was floofdictable for the cats and dogs to saunter into the kitchen when Suzanne opened cupboards to find snacks, but her husband also came.
“He was becoming as floofdictable as their pets.”
Floofpunk (floofinition) – Often shortened to flunk, floofpunk is a retrofuturistic discipline of writing that incorporates technology, societies, and stories as imagined and created by animals.
In use: “Floofpunk, or flunk, can incorporate elements of magic and is rooted in animals’ take on how the world might be if animals ruled. It is not, however, merely tales in which animals talk and rule, such as The Lion King, but must include some elements of animals living in societies as humans do.”
Electric Floof Orchestra (EFO) (floofinition) – Floof rock (flock) band from Floofingham who fused a floof pop (flop) with orchestral arrangements and flock overtones. Formed in 1970, they achieved global floofstream popularity by the mid 1970s.
In use: “Electric Floof Orchestra, often called EFO, or El Floofo, recorded multiple albums, having hits such as “Can’t Get it Out of My Fur”, “Floof Magic”, “Floof A Little Love”, and “Don’t Floof Me Down”, in the seventies.”
I’m in the midst of a rebellion this morning. It began when my mind shouted, “No more news! Just back away for a little bit. Please do it. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Carefully, I backed away from my mind, eyeing it as I did, trying to gauge its temperament. “Is everything okay?” An innocuous question, I thought.
Too innocuous. “Is everything okay?” My mind launched into a rant that went in every direction at once. I let it rant, biding my time, until the rant petered out for lack of oxygen.
“Okay,” I said. “Okay. No Facebook for a bit.”
“For the day!”
“Fine, fine, and no news? Really? You want to — “
“Stop.” My mind’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t try to guilt me, dude. I won’t have it.”
“I’m not trying to guilt you.”
My mind scoffed. “Sure. Who do you think you’re talking to? Your asshole? I’m your mind, baby. I know you better than you know me.”
I’ve been in these situations before. Time and space were demanded, needed. I would accommodate my mind. “Okay, then. What sort of theme song should I use today?”
My mind glowered for moments. Dark emotions flit over its face. Suddenly, like sunshine had burst through, he brightened. “Spin Doctors. “Little Miss Miss”, 1992.”
“Really?” I remembered when it came out. I was stationed at Onizuka AFB, then called an Air Station, in Sunnyv —
“Stop.”
“What?”
“No trips down memory lane. I don’t want to do any of that bullshit today. Just play the song and write the post.”
I nodded. “Okay, chum, you got it.”
My mind faked a gag. “Don’t call me chum.”
And that’s how today’s theme music selection was made.
