If I recall, it was the "professionals" that made the use of the letters "CS" so undescriptive.
And ONLY amateurs make and use this stuff, 'Professing' to be experts or not.
EIOHAg ? Electrically Isolated Oxygen Hydrogen and Silver Simplex Complexes.
Naw. Sounds like "Old McDonalds wife sees a shrink". EI EI OOH? [Arrg, another blue in the face Agrarian Agyrian.]
"EISaW" Electrically Isolated Silver and Water. [Looking back....if it has favorings, it's an 'Icee']
or maybe
Electrolytically Isolated Silver and Water [I twisted my tongue in a Knot so Gordian spelling bee]
"Silver water". Anything that's not silver or a componant of water can't be in the bottle or it's mis not labeled...and you have to be able to pour all of the componants partially out of the bottle, or it's not part of the water.
Naw...to simple.
Too hard to mispronounce.
Sounds Amateurish and Understandable. [Anyone who is able to stand under that will be seen as 'all wet']
Every good scientist must be able to effortlessly miscommunicate everything to any laywer, and vice versa, in such precise speech that no one but each of them can understand any of it...or neither of them are professionals and aren't worth hearing.
In laymans terms:
"My ears hurt! Let's go get a brewski!"
Later at the bar:
"What were they SAYING??"
"Something about silver water."
"Oh Yea, My wife makes that stuff with batteries. We take a teaspoon a day and none of us has been sick in ages"
"So THAT's why you keep swiping all those spoons! So now your wife charged you with battery?
You've ALWAYS been a sick cookie!
" Thanks! That's why my wife married me...hey, I need another brewski to wash this spoon down"
"Ya know, they say that Royalty ate spoons to keep from getting sick. That's why they're called blue bloods..they had blue faces"
"Pish! What do YOU know? Those guys washed their spoons down with wine and choked. THAT's why they had blue faces. I use beer, MY face ain't blue is it?"
"No, but you ain't no blue blood either. Anyhow, How much of it did you donate to buy this beer?
Better watch that. No blood will turn ya blue too."
"No problem! When I get blue, I just have another brew. Hey! They called us LAYMEN!"
" So what, Finish up that brewski and let's go get laid. That'll show em sumptin they never obscene.
How come we never see any laywers at this bar?"
" Oh, they have to pass the bar to get into court, they stop in dis bar later"
And off they go singing..I'd rather have a free bottle in front of me than a prefrontal labotomy.
HOOAg and all it's anagrams.
AgHOO [Silver who?]
HAgOO [Sticky laugh]
EISAgHOO [Ivanhoes not so famous Knight in Shining Silver Armor cousin]
OOHAg [His Old but lovely silver haired lady of the watery lake... Oooh! ]
OAgOHAgHOOAg [Their complex silver freckled child who can't say Dada yet]
Ahhh Yes! Fabled Psueodo-Science Psuedo-names.
'Amateur' If you can spell it, you're a professional, that is, not dis-qualified.
If I'm not a pro-fessional, I must be a con-fessional? [OK, I confess..or so I profess.]
Ode [This good name belongs to me, but it's not mine.]
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