Well well well. Two days and two words left? Seems like only yesterday Rida, Lisa and I hatched this sinister plot.
Sinister. Means left-handed. I'm left-handed. Rida's not. Not sure about Lisa.
Anyway. That's not the Y word, given that it's S, and we've been done with S for a while!
Y doesn't have a lot going for it. The letter itself has a word that starts with a W. Why? Dunno. Wackiness. What else? Yellow. REAL exciting color there. Yeesh. That's really more of an exclamation, like most of the curse-words I love so much. (See also: Yipes, Yippee, and Yippe-ki-ay)
Hmmm. Those are actually fun words, come to think of it.
So….
Y is for Yecch!
Function: interjection
— used to express rejection or disgust
We've all been there. Bad taste in your mouth? Some one wants you to try their hamburger-and-blueberry pie? The first time you see your dad wear black socks and sandals? Your offspring serving you breakfast in bed for the very first time unaided? Just bit into a chocolate-chip-cookie with bacon wrapped around it because of a bet with Rida?
Yecch!
–Robert