My ol man smokes cigarettes and blows the smoke out his arse. He has nicotine stains in his drawers.
A gentleman in the business of installing sinks, tubs, and commodes, who wears trousers two sizes too large so the upper portions of his keister
are continually on display.
Jake the plumber spent the morning under our kitchen sink, entertaining Madge with a half moon.
A totally disreputable person.
Common since the mid-1950s.
That yuppie boss of ours is a real fartknocker.
Johnny Cochrane's defense.
Don't worry about it. Johnny's dead.
If you play chess with Chewbacca, you must lose. That's the Chewbacca defense: Let the wookie win.
Trent is an arrogant yuppie who thinks he can drive safely while blathering into a cell phone
When the ambulance crew wheeled Sheila into the hospital, they found she had skidmarks.
A newspaper sold out to the poof agenda. Its editorial position assumes that all readers enjoy being poofters or support poofter causes and events.
The San Francisco Chronicle is a fag rag.
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