I have a problem. I sometimes suffer from hysterical laughing fits that last about 20 minutes. I can’t stop once I’ve started. I laugh until I cry. Until my ribs ache and I’m gasping for air. Intellectually, I understand that the trigger isn’t funny. But I still can’t stop laughing. The latest fit was caused by this commercial:
I started using the word “salonpas” to refer to any unidentified detritus. For example, bits of sediment at the bottom of a hotel pool are salonpas. Anything icky and extraneous that you don’t have a name for is salonpas. It’s perfect. I don’t think English has a word like that yet. Now we do: SALONPAS. You’re welcome.