He’s what? No, he’s not nebular. And don’t panic, I haven’t accidentally morphed into Pauly Shore. Like, ‘totally neb-yoo-larr, bruh!’
I’m still the same old me, and you read the headline correctly. He’s nebby. For those of you not aware of the secret, lazy, sometimes-adorable-but-usually-just-crazy language of the native Pittsburgher – it mean’s he’s nosy. I guess that’s a slang term too, so excuse me while I get all definition-y on you. He is over-reaching in curiosity to the point of snooping. He’s a busybody. Like ‘ooh … where’d you get that cookie?’ Or ‘ooh … did the Jenkins’ get a new car?’ Or, ‘ooh … is that the pool boy sneaking out of Mrs. Thompson’s house at 6AM?!’
Somebody please get the kid some hair rollers, a fluffy pink robe and a coffee mug … the neighborhood watch will never be the same.
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