This is a conversation that took place between me and my otherwise extremely articulate and with-an-annoyingly-rich-vocabulary sister.
Oana: Hey, do you want to hear a word that I bet you don’t know?
Me: Yeah, sure.
At this point the thoughts going through my mind: “Ok, wait a minute, what can this mean?… A tax mania? Yes, that must be it, and yet it’s very unlikely… Hmm… I should read more…”
And then I finally admitted I didn’t know what taxomany meant.
Me: I don’t know, I give up. What does it mean?
Me: That’s TA-XO-NO-MY, not taxomany!