Boondoggle, I tell you. Woof.
I happened across this word the other day. I hadn’t thought about it in a long time. Boondoggle. It seems to me the definition should look something like an old red hound dog lying on some backwater, dilapidated, old porch, sleeping the day away. Yet. That is not a boondoggle at all. Instead, it is this. […]
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