BLURFLE (bler’ ful) v. To be caught talking at the top of one’s lungs when the music at the bar or disco suddenly stops.
Some of us have blurfled every once in awhile, and be caught in a blurfle is not an embarrassment that sticks with you for a lifetime. It might last five minutes, tops. It is highly unlikely that the people in the club who heard you blurfle will ever see you again. If they do, they might not remember, or if they do, they will forget the moment someone else blurfles. The blurfle itself is not so much of a hassle, really. The type of blurfle you have might give pause, if you are in a place that might be filled with partiers who are from the town of the visiting football team, or those whom political or religious views are vastly opposite of yours. That blurfle might turn deadly, or cause some shouts, or maybe a barroom brawl. We’ve seen weirder things happen, in movies and real life. So, if you must let the world know how things are going, do so after the song, and just concentrate on the dancing and the music. You will be much safer that way.