For reasons unbeknown to me, and I suppose anyone else, the word 'faux' has been floating around in my mind all day. The result is nothing notable. But that won't stop me.
A girl whose boyfriend is a cad has a faux beau.
An empty boast is a faux crow.
Counterfeit cash is faux dough.
Snails made from a processed meat-like product are faux escargot.
In war games, the battle is between a couple of faux foes.
The aura of artificial light is a faux glow.
A woman working undercover on the vice squad is a faux ho.
A cup of decaf is faux joe.
The guy imitating one of the Three Stooges is a faux Moe.
The coy beauty kept her suitor guessing with a faux no.
His style was so similar to a certain 19th-Century poet that they called him a faux Poe.
To make the situation seem less horrendous, the BP spokesman issued a faux status quo.
Manufactured caviar is faux roe.
When putting up a false front, we give a faux show.
A quarterback who fakes a pass makes a faux throw.
Those who whine when there is nothing to whine about suffer from faux woes.
The ditzy blond who really isn't so ditzy is a faux yo-yo.
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