Natch removes the ally out of naturally and invites an unwanted ch. Blasphemy. And must we be deprived of the various forms of your, you are, u r, your’ and youre?
Whenever you use the word natch, its ugliness crawls out of your mouth and sticks to your lower lip like an angry scab on a cold sore. Tingling, scratching, and sucking like an octopus competing with a cat’s claw, the two laying claim to the same spot. One is sucking and sucking while the other is scratching and scratching, both digging in, demanding ownership.
Whenever you use the word natch, especially in that desire to be hip tone, I can think of nothing else but flinging away that scratching cat, that sucking octopus, and further cutting open your fresh fleshy raw wound and pouring in sea salt. Rock salt. Salty-salt.
Natch sounds like the smell of fresh asphalt. An old dusty roof being tarred. Morning sickness. Sea sickness. Car sickness. Dog puke in the front seat.
There is a reason why it fell out of use the first time around.
Please gawd Jesus Wept make it stop.
It is ugly.