On the way to work, I heard a certain Steve Miller song, which reminded me of a somewhat recent conversation:
me: Say Roy, what is a pompetous?
Roy: A what?
me: A pompetous, you know, like in that Steve Miller song.
'Cause I speak of the pompetous of love...
Roy: <*pause*> Do you mean, properties?
me: Oh, properties. That doesn't sound like pompetous at all.