Crossword clues for whatchamacallit
Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
The Collaborative International Dictionary
whachamacallit \whachamacallit\, n. Any object whose name is forgotten, or not known. [Also spelled whatchamacallit.]
Syn: thingumbob, doohickey, dingus, whatsis, what-do-you-call-it. [PJC]
whatchamacallit \whatchamacallit\, n. Any object whose name is forgotten, or not known. [Also spelled whachamacallit.]
Syn: thingumbob, doohickey, dingus, whatsis, what-do-you-call-it. [PJC]
Douglas Harper's Etymology Dictionary
1928, compressed form of phrase "what you may call it." What-do-you-call-it is from 1630s. Earliest recorded variant is what-calle-ye-hym, attested from late 15c. What's-his-name for "unspecified person" is attested from 1690s; variant what's-his-face is first recorded 1967.
Wiktionary
n. ''A metasyntactic term used for any object whose actual name the speaker doesn’t know or can’t remember.
WordNet
Wikipedia
Whatchamacallit, a shortened version of "what you may call it," may refer to:
- Whatchamacallit, a placeholder name used for something whose name is unknown
- Whatchamacallit (candy), a candy bar made by The Hershey Company
- "Whatchamacallit", a song from the Pussycat Dolls's album Doll Domination
- Whatchamacallit (album), an album by Brick Layer Cake
Whatchamacallit is a candy bar marketed in the United States by The Hershey Company.
Whatchamacallit is the third album by Shellac drummer Todd Trainer's Brick Layer Cake solo project.
Usage examples of "whatchamacallit".
I hear the Navy got their hands on some whatchamacallit that has Doc Carlson and the other brainiacs all worked up.
I hear the Navy got their hands on some whatchamacallit that has Doc Carlson and the other brainiacs all worked up.
One other item of clothing was left on the clothes horse, a whatchamacallit like Roberto Lauffer was wearing.
First come the doomed little girls on swings in the foyer, and then the earliest works of the first Abstract Expressionists, and then the perfectly tremendous whatchamacallit in the potato barn.
Why, a prospector could scoop gold out of a mountain ten miles away with this lil ole whatchamacallit!
And in the limo on the way to the cemetery he'd begin his Sonnet Sequence for Democracy, that is, if he could get Governor Whatchamacallit to shut his trap for a minute.
If called upon, Alex was supposed to instantly load the jeeps with spare whatchamacallits and then route them long-distance to a rendezvous.