I Literally Died

I have a love/ hate relationship with the word literally.

When most people use it ( yeah, except for YOU smarty pants ) they say things like, ” it was so funny/weird/stupid  that I LITERALLY died.

Saying you ‘literally died ‘ means exactly that- you heard something so funny/weird/stupid  that  it killed you and because of that you end up in a cooling unit in a morgue and then a funeral home and you were embalmed or cremated or set out in  the elements in a body farm where Forensic Anthropologists study the death process.

On one hand, it makes me cringe when the word ‘literally’ is misused.

On  the other hand- the image that pops into my head when someone says, ” I literally died ” amuses me- a lot.

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Saint Mary’s Cemetery
Fox Lake, Wisconsin
October 2024

5 thoughts on “I Literally Died

  1. My mother told me off once when I interrupted her conversation with a friend ‘That goldfish they won at the fairground only lived two days’ – ‘No it was three days’ I insisted. She tried to explain to me the art of conversation and artistic exaggeration. Apparently her father was Captain Pedantic. If she came home and said ‘There were thousands of people at the concert’ he would say ‘Don’t be ridiculous, that theatre couldn’t possibly hold thousands.’

  2. When your brain paints pictures in your head ( what happens when I write ) certain words just spring up in glorious technicolor and make me laugh. This one does that.

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