I’m a big fan of Collective Nouns. Collective Nouns are things like a pack of dogs or a gaggle of geese. Some of them are really bizarre, like a murder of crows, or an improbability of gnus. My personal favorite is an unkindness of ravens. It’s got this mixture of foreboding and awkwardness.

I have decided the world needs more of these, and am happy to introduce a few to you.

First:

A gossip of teenage girls.

A hollar of these guys.

A clutch of MBAs.

And Finally

A mope of art school students.

Use them wisely.

People who obsess over their favorite form of entertainment to the point of dressing up in the costumes associated with them are sad at best, and possibly dangerously disconnected from reality.

 
 
 
 
 
 

People who obsess over their favorite form of entertainment to the point of dressing up in the costumes associated with them are sad at best, and possibly dangerously disconnected from reality.

 
 
AWESOME.