smuggle

mega has taken to crawling under my bed. she just tonight discovered she can fit under there. another place to take the forbidden items she smuggles off to consume, i suppose.

i like the word smuggle, in fact. it's the softer, gentler version of mug. the rumor in the family is that my paternal grandfather was a diamond smuggler for some time while they lived in paris, after the war. we don't know the details, the only information passed along was cryptic and the private investigators hired by the family had a difficult time filling in the gaps. i like to think it's true though.

mostly because of the word smuggle. a clear marriage of mug and snug. with an le thrown in there to up the cute factor.

consider on the other hand the word kidnap. two things that don't go together - and if they do, by chance, it's a happy moment. i imagine that nap is meant to bring to mind nab.. but let's face it, it's a crummy attempt at linguistic creativity.

i think i'd rather be smuggled. stolen away surreptitiously. it sounds like fun. i think if kidnappers rebranded themselves as smugglers they could build their image. i mean, if cadillac can rebrand themselves as young and hip (see: escalade) anyone can do it.

yes, you heard it here first. kidnappers, take heed. call yourselves smugglers. choose tropical destinations. maybe even offer some pirate ship tours to your detainees.

smuggle-cations. coming soon from a henchman near you.

d: sleep. clearly i've lost my mind.
b: a smuggler in the family! a diamond smuggler at that.
g: mega's new hideaway for her bones isn't underfoot.