wicky-wack

wicky-wack (comparative more wicky-wack, superlative most wicky-wack)

1. Not entirely legitimate; odd; eccentric.
   • 1985, Richard P[hillips] Feynman, edited by Edward Hutchings, "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!": Adventures of a Curious Character, New York, N.Y., London: W. W. Norton & Company, published 1997, →ISBN, page 331:

     He told me how you get ready to go into the tank by looking at yourself in the mirror with your nose up against it—all kinds of wicky-wack things, all kinds of gorp.

   • 1994 August, Ricky Powell, “What's Up With That”, in VIBE, volume 2, number 6, New York, N.Y.: Time Publishing Ventures, Inc., →ISSN, →OCLC, page 26:

     Hacky Sack? Kinda wicky wack—get a real sport, like hopscotch.

   • 2005, Lee Ziegler, Easy-Gaited Horses: Gentle, Humane Methods for Training and Riding Gaited Pleasure Horses, North Adams, MA: Storey Publishing, →ISBN, page 192:

     A horse may also exhibit trotting or walking motion in either his front or hind legs along with a cantering motion from the other pair, producing an odd half canter, half something else. […] This gait is so common in gaited horses that it has a specific name in some languages, although the closest term for it in English is "wicky wack."

   • 2006, Singles: Six Decades of Hot Hits & Classic Cuts, San Diego, C.A.: Thunder Bay Press, →ISBN, page 307:

     'Bring Me To Life' was accompanied by a video in which Lee jumped off a building and sang the song on her way down, scoring with its combination of Lee's soaring larynx and some rapped interludes, plus the requisite big guitars and some wicky-wack scratching.

   • 2013 October 5, Stuart Heritage, “Friends With Benefits recap: unsexy bestie sex”, in Alan Rusbridger, editor, The Guardian‎, London: Guardian News & Media, →ISSN, →OCLC, archived from the original on 2022-07-10:

     Except it quite obviously is. If anything, the music in Friends With Benefits is worse than the music in, say, Sleepless in Seattle; either the sort of tinpot wicky-wack scratchy guff that middle-aged men with ponytails think kids listen to at parties, or soggy ukulele nonsense.