Gremlin Risitas Entry #026 — The Unferddled Doctrine
Some words you find in a book. Some words you make up because the book never covered you.
Unferddled.
Not in Webster’s. Not in Oxford. Not even in Urban Dictionary. It was born in a bus stop, bred in irritation, and claimed by a raccoon.
What does it mean?
To be unferddled is to be unshaken, unfrazzled, unbothered— the calm raccoon rummaging through the dumpster while everyone else panics about the smell.
🐾 Mrs. Catford (ever sharp, ever proper):
“Unferddled means you don’t wrinkle. Chaos slides right off the fur. Like water, darling.”
🐾 Mr. Catford (deadpan, chewing on an old cable):
“Unferddled means you bite only if cornered. Otherwise? You eat.”
🤡 The Clown (collapsing into hysterics):
“Unferddled?! BAHAHA! That’s the word that makes them realize the raccoon’s not even stressed. They’re screaming, you’re eating Doritos out the bag. That’s why they lose.”
And me, Jerry “the Ankle Biter” Silverhand, robe of the Dept. of Petty Affairs flapping in the night?
To me, unferddled means you keep your hands clean while the world fumbles. No anger. No panic. Just teeth, trash, and timing.
It’s not a word we found. It’s a word we stole from the void and claimed. A glitch-word. A raccoon-word. Our word.
So next time life tries to frazzle you? Don’t bite. Don’t fold. Stay unferddled.
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