Yowzer, this all sounds like too much bullsh*t bingo for us!!

(I actually had a boss that would ASK people to play that game at meetings ... if the jargon got too thick, sooner or later someone would jump up with a bullsh*t ... and then the mtg would either dissolve in laughter / implode in embarassment or actually get back on track.)

I vote for "google" the verb as word of the decade. I despise this word, and much prefer to use Yahoo ... but am slowly being forced to do more googling.

Pardon as I *overshare* here--all in the interest on more *transparency*, but how can I NOT be guilty of *distracted driving* with my *tween* (who is *infosnacking* on MY *crackberry* and whining about Brittney decining to *unfriend* Jaime) in the back seat with my mother(who is having another *senior moment*) wondering why a *grass station* is a good thing and not a hippie throwback, and my *adultescent* spouse dealing with *job spill* because he didn't fact-check his latest *podcast* before uploading, all while I am *hypermiling* in a *carbon-neutral* hybrid to find a restaurant that will meet my own *locavore* needs?

There are all kinds of people in New York: first, those get pulled over for distracted driving because they are victims of job spill, responding to their boss on their crackberry while on the thruway, next, those who in their eagernesss to show transparency in describing their new firms and to tell of the ecological value of their new grass station often fall into oversharing about their own personal life and what they have done on the switchgrasss, still others who have memory lapses and senior moments, for whom it is hard to tell the difference between a precocious tween and an annoying adultescent, as they both play with the same computer games, the tween in her room and the adultescent at work in between bouts of infosnacking, next, locavores who tell of the ecological and gastronomical benefits of eating locally grown food, the listeners of podcasts of news programs which discuss the approach to carbon neutral agriculture, and finally the hypocrites who hypersmile in public and unfriend you the first chance they get.

In the interest of transparency I am a crackberry addict who, while avoiding distracted driving to my favorite grass station, infosnacks, listens to podcasts like crazy but am committed to being a locavore and remaining carbon neutral.

My adultescent pal threatened to unfriend her locavore tween for infosnacking on his crackberry, who in return accused her of a senior moment and distracted driving while she listened to a podcast while looking for a carbon neutral grass station as she worried about job spill transparency, and overshare hypermilling.

In the “oughts,” I’ve gone from tween to adultescent and now I’m mired in senior moments since I lost my job (the upside is no job spill!) all of which has lead to two big changes: First I gave up my crackberry and car—and with it distracted driving, hypermiling and the endless search for a grass station--making me the ultimate locavore and Ms. Carbon Neutral; and now I’ve unfriended everyone, but still want to overshare, so in the interest of transparency, I’ve taken up podcasting.

I'm so happy to be infosnacking on a podcast on my crackberry of Brian's show while driving (actually hypermiling) to the grass station in my better-than-carbon neutral Prius but in the interest of transparency you may want to unfriend me thinking this adultescent locavore is having a senior moment.

The locavore adultescent tween was oversharing an unexpected senior moment while his hypermiling but distracted driving to the carbon-neutral grass station was being transparently podcasted by his infosnacking secretary who unfreinded him when she was fed-up with the job spill, which was really his fault, all things considered...

While I was attempting to hypermile by stopping at a grass station and experienced a brief senior moment of distracted driving, my tween got hold of my crackberry and began infosnacking on adultescent podcasts which caused me to threaten to unfriend her and to shout “Why can’t you just be a nice carbon neutral locavore like your sister?” to which she replied "Quit oversharing, Mom."

Waiting for the grass station attendant (Jersey girls don't pump their own ethanol, still we try to be carbon neutral), crackberry in hand, listening to Brian Lehrer's podcast, I was taking a moment to unfriend my tween kid's locavore gym teacher, whose tendency to overshare on fb was just another adultescent behavior I could no longer stand.

okay you be hypermiling I say to her as we careemed past the locavores bent over their crackberries, infosnacking, those adultescents—no, they be tweens I say, that’s what they do when there’s job spill, you havin’ a senior moment and I be askin’ you for transparency, you be oversharing and I ain’t gonna unfriend you, if you want I can put that in a podcast, it’s carbon-neutral, you dig, now just pull up to the grass station and let me out.

In a burst of adultescent transparency, I took a break from listening to podcasts and infosnacking on my crackberry and decided to unfriend the tween locavore with a tendency to overshare whose invite I had accepted only because I was engaged in a bit of distracted driving, while trying to find a grass station so I could continue my hypermiling quest and remain as carbon neutral as possible before my continual job spill is replaced by endless senior moments.

I believe I used all 15 words -- hope it's coherent (though this is actually the way I communicate normally.)

Sorry to overshare: despite my adultescent sensibilities, I was having a senior moment while infosnacking on my crackberry -- and for the sake of transparency, I was distracted driving, although I was hypermiling as carbon neutral as possible -- when I felt compelled to unfriend my locavore tween, when I heard him read this sentence on a Brian Lehrer podcast that was supposed to be about job spilling and, of all things, the wonder of the grass station.

On his way to the farmers market,Harold the locavore was so busy infosnacking for podcasts on his crackberry that his distracted driving caused his tween daughter to grab the wheel, screeching at her adulescent father that she was mortified of his oversharing & senior moments, and was going to unfriend him from her facebook page.

I hate to overshare like an adultescent with a charged crackberry but since we all seem to be infosnacking like a tween justifying an unfriend to her posse, I’ll make this podcast with the utmost transparency before a senior moment sets in and I forget and start hypermiling my locavore self to the co-op to indulge in carbon-neutral fare.

Forgive me if i am having a senior moment, but Brian, I was listening to your podcast when i was accused of distracted driving. I overshare my love of the your show and consider it my crackberry. It's infosnacking for the soul, you know? Although listening to this show is a carbon neutral activity, it often enhances my permanant state of adultescence - or would it be tween fantasies? Oh brian, get off your grass station, and lets overshare a good conversation. How about it? a little job spill, you and I. Is this too much brian ?- just don't unfriend me!

Webster’s New World College Dictionary:
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Whether distracted driving or hypermiling, or infosnacking at a grass station (like a locavore in a job spill), tweens and adultescents alike will overshare their senior moments on carbon neutral crackberries--causing me to unfriend them on the Brian Lehrer Show podcast, for the sake of less transparency.

I hate to overshare like an adultescent with a charged crackberry but since we all seem to be infosnacking like a tween justifying an unfriend to her posse, I'll make this podcast with the utmost transparency before a senior moment sets in and I forget and start hypermiling my locavore self to the co-op to indulge in carbon-neutral fare.

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Come, you oversharing tweens, you adultescent locavores so fond of infosnacking, unfriend me now and fill my crackberry with carbon neutral podcasts; then stop the hypermiling, make thick my senior moment with distracted driving, and do not mistake my vast grass station for just another job spill.

I was pulled over for distracted driving because I was a victim of job spill, responding to my boss on my crackberry while on the thruway.

I think that many people in their eagernesss to show transparency in describing their new firms and to tell of the ecological value of their new grass station often fall into oversharing about their own personal life and what they have done on the switchgrasss.

For me, because I have memory lapses and senior moments, it is hard to tell the difference between a precocious tween and an annoying adultescent, as they both play with the same computer games. The tween plays in her room and the adultescent plays in between bouts of infosnacking at work.

Some people are so hypcritical, they hypersmile in public and unfriend you the first chance they get.

More and more podcasts of news programs are discussing the approach to carbon neutral agriculture; these shows are often hosted by locavores who tell of the ecological and gastronomical benefits of eating locally grown food.

As my "unfriend," Constance, a committed locavore, was feeding me locally grown crackberries and whispering schoolgirl french into my ear, I became instantly adultescent and risked a job spill, a decidedly carbon neutral podcast.

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If you're one of those podcasting, oversharing tweens constantly infosnacking on crackberries while I'm responsibly hypermiling my way to graze like a locavore at the carbon neutral grass station in the sky, turning my senior moment-prone brain into the same kind of privacy-transparent, adultescent mush that's driving distracted through the job spill of the recession--I'll unfriend your ass!

So that I was not guilty of distracted driving, I pulled into a grass station, thanks to the transparency of the window I saw a crackberry infosnacking tween a job spill and a senior moment. A tall adultescent was doing an overshare with a very uninteresting person who then decided she would unfriend.

My adultescent ex was so addicted to oversharing and infosnacking on his crackberry that I was concerned about distracted driving, so I unfriended him and returned to working on my podcast about tweens and locavores who enjoy carbon neutral celebrations.

duing an infosnacking moment while being adultescent on my crackbery I was made an ufriend by you with a tween. what has happened to transparency, my senior monent brought on at episode of distracted driving due to extended hypermilling over a Brian Lehrer podcast on carbon neutral ethics and responsibilty and grass station maintenance.

Most insulting phrase: My job was "deleted".
Talk about dehumanizing your employees!

Dear Joe,
Maybe I'm oversharing, but I'm unfriending you because of the following adultescent activities: tweeting while distracted driving, infosnacking every on your crackberry, fussing over every carbon-neutral, locavore tween you know on your podcast, numerous senior moments and, finally, your total lack of transperancy. Lol!

I'm constantly bothered by the pundits I hear, often on WNYC, who qualify so many of their statements (often more than once a sentence) by using "sort of." I don't think they really mean to diminish what they are saying, but that is the result for me. "Hum" might be less distracting.

I hope I don't overshare with this so don't unfriend me, but while hypermiling my carbon neutral hybrid to the grass station, some adulescent infosnacking locavore tween was doing some distracted driving as I was having my own senior moment using my crackberry to listen to your podcast about how transparency at the workplace can cause job spill.

As an adultescent whose work with tweens regularly leads to job spill, I stave off the inevitable onset of senior moments with regular crackberry infosnacking, taking care not to let transparency turn to oversharing that would lead my fellow locavores to unfriend me or stop listening to my podcast.

How do you roll your eyes in ASCII?

I was on my crackberry listening to a carbon neutral locavore podcast while hypermiling when Bethany unfriended me and as I was Twittering this I had a senior moment and crashed.