Don't be so prantical

Jake: What's the weekend hold in store?

Me: Inevitable Spotty Mind at Sunset tonight. I didn't make any plans for tomorrow because I'm on call until 8. Should I get called in, I will be prantically calling everyone I know to drink with me tomorrow night.

Me: Frantically. But doesn't prantically sound like a real word?

Jake: No. No it does not.

Me: Oh my God. It so does.

Jake: Maybe in Oxygen-Deprived Land it does. Prantically? Lay off the glue, sister.

Me: It sounds like a real word. I'm going to assign a meaning to it and use it always. So there.

Jake: This is how Communism started.

Me: Bling thinks it sounds like a real word.

Jake: Dude, Bling's going to work for [insert giant media conglomerate name here] -- they make shit up constantly.

Me: God Jake. Could you be more prantical?