A story about assassination risk.
Pretty much what it sounds like. The risk someone important’s gonna be killed. You know, politicians, human rights advocates, royalty ...
You sure you’re pronouncing it right?
What are you talking about?
I grew up saying “assessinate.”
Oh come on. You remember: “2, 4, 6, 8, who do we assessinate?”
I remember “appreciate,” not “assessinate.” Ain’t no such word.
So what. There oughta be.
You mean like coolth?
That’s not a word.
Well that should be one, too.
Sniglets R us?