Flav

Flav. You know, like flavor. Like creepy, giant-clock-wearing rapper man-whore Flavor Flav. Like stupid, so-not-as-good-as-Otter-Pops popsicle Fla-Vor-Ice.

Anyway. The word flav is just one of those words that hits my ear wrong, like the word rural. It's kind of like a song ending that doesn't have that final beat to resolve it, and you sit there just waiting for that last note and then feel dissatisfied when you don't hear it.

P.S. Remember Seth Green in Can't Hardly Wait? He said "Why you gotta be wastin' my flava?"