Goo

That's not a bear anymore. That's bear goo.

Tom is covered in slimy goo.

The grey goo engulfs everything.

It’s no longer news that on April 20th, the catastrophic explosion of an offshore rig sent an undersea gusher of oil boiling to the surface of the Gulf of Mexico off Louisiana. Or that winds, tides and time have overwhelmed efforts to contain a slick the size of Cyprus, spreading globs of emulsified goo to the very edges of the tender marshes and bayous of Plaquemines Parish, and onto the barrier Chandeleur Islands.

When medlars are bletted, they ooze goo.

The medlars bletted and started to ooze goo.

The alien’s body was full of disgusting green goo.

Fly to Orion in a ship piloted by a hive of bees and filled with alien goo? Hard Pass.

I stepped in some goo and had a terrible time getting the sticky stuff off my shoes.

[…] To be really human is probably to be unavoidably sentimental and naive and goo-prone and generally pathetic, is to be in some basic interior way forever infantile, some sort of not-quite-right-looking infant dragging itself anaclitically around the map, with big wet eyes and froggy-soft skin, huge skull, gooey drool.