Slap de priest’s striped pals!
Speaking of being a sucker for things (and I was, just six days ago), I cut my teeth on wordplay, and here’s one I’ve always had in mind but thought it was stupid, and now that it’s out there it turns out it wasn’t anywhere near stupididity.
Falindromes are failed palindromes. A palindrome is something that can be read backwards and forwards. Example:
Tulsa night life? Filth, gin, a slut!
Ah, Satan sees Natasha!
Ungate me, Vic! I’ve met a gnu!
(There’s tons more of them here.) Anyway, Falindromes (not even “failindromes,” which would at least scan right, but who would want that, really) are palindrome-looking constructions that look like they should work as palindromes, but don’t quite have perfect symmetry. The imperfections make the whole thing:
“No sass on a livid Advil” — Vidal Sassoon
“I, a CD-ROM?!†ribbed a bearded Mordcai.
I love this concept. I know the thing has only been around for a week or so, but I hope he sticks with it. I’d help out every once in a while if he wanted. Here are a couple I made up in about eight minutes:
Not far from Adam of raft on!
Hairy “S” in Syria “H!”
Smell o’ gnats last on gollems!
Tina Fey — fire gets u Steiger if ye fan it!
These really are fun to make up.
[image taken from the now-lapsed Palindrome of the Day.]
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