Gilchrist Peabody is the name of the fictitious lawyer whose services I invoke whenever I suspect things aren't on the up-and-up. I figured that name would look pretty intimidating on the letterhead. See also Made Up.
Rare natural disaster in which a tornado descends upon an active volcano and hurls lava. See also Made Up.
I was told that this was a gay bar in New York, and really, the name is pretty much the filthiest thing I've ever heard, but I'm not sure such a bar actually exists. See also Homosexual, Made Up.
In third grade a classmate claimed to not only have a shrinking potion but to have an invisibility potion as well. I responded that I owned a space bug, but this was a lie. I had lost the space bug in second grade. See also Made Up.