chris firth's definitions
somebody whose humour kills a conversation or party; a person who thinks they are incredibly funny and popular, but who everyone else thinks is a real twat. somebody who laughs at their own jokes, but who no one else finds remotely funny. Derived from the dead clown in Shakespeare's 'Hamlet'
Herbert told us this bad joke about a Chinese dyslexic dairy farmer who bought a herd of woks. Nobody laughed at all. He's a right yorick.
by chris firth August 22, 2006
Get the yorickmug. 1. Fagger: I'm out of cigarettes and need a smoke.
Fagger's Mate: Ha! And all the shops are closed.
Fagger: No they're not. The lalah corner shop is open all night.
2. You've got to watch those lalahs - they all carry knives.
Fagger's Mate: Ha! And all the shops are closed.
Fagger: No they're not. The lalah corner shop is open all night.
2. You've got to watch those lalahs - they all carry knives.
by chris firth November 6, 2006
Get the lalahmug. A public washhouse, ie laundrette, where goths without washing machines at home go to wash their clothes.
Gothdrettes only have 'dark wash' facilities, and are open from 11.55pm to 4.55am.
Gothdrettes only have 'dark wash' facilities, and are open from 11.55pm to 4.55am.
Lady Goth: Phew! You smell slightly. Too much petulia!
Smelly Man Goth: Yeah, I know. Sorry. I'm putting all my gear into a bin bag and going to the gothdrette at midnight.
Lay Goth: You putting in your boots??!!
Smelly Man Goth: Don't get dark. No one puts their heels in the gothdrette machines. They come out like death warmed up!
Smelly Man Goth: Yeah, I know. Sorry. I'm putting all my gear into a bin bag and going to the gothdrette at midnight.
Lay Goth: You putting in your boots??!!
Smelly Man Goth: Don't get dark. No one puts their heels in the gothdrette machines. They come out like death warmed up!
by chris firth September 15, 2006
Get the gothdrettemug. An excellent experience, usuaslly induced by music, especially skiffle music where the T-chest bass sound induces euphoria.
by chris firth October 5, 2006
Get the good teamug. Somebody who considers themself superior to the working class masses of the UK and who deliberately goes to a naff working class pub or venue for a night's entertainment, merely to wake up thankful the next day that what they experienced isn't actually part of their real lifestyle experience.
Henrietta: Hello, Marmaduke. You look tired. Hectic night?
Marmaduke: Yah. Went incognito up to the council estate and visited a public house doing Karaoke. Smoked forty fags, sang five songs, ate fish and chips and made out with a single parent mother.
Henrietta: Yuk! You slummer.
Marmaduke: Yah. Went incognito up to the council estate and visited a public house doing Karaoke. Smoked forty fags, sang five songs, ate fish and chips and made out with a single parent mother.
Henrietta: Yuk! You slummer.
by chris firth October 14, 2006
Get the slummermug. Easy, no trouble, no stress, simple as can be.
Derived in Yorkshire from the kid slang: easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Ie Lemon pip (seed) - pipsicale - pipsy. Currently in use with 11\12 year olds, who claim its old coinage, at least 2 years old.
Derived in Yorkshire from the kid slang: easy peasy, lemon squeezy. Ie Lemon pip (seed) - pipsicale - pipsy. Currently in use with 11\12 year olds, who claim its old coinage, at least 2 years old.
Teacher: You can now begin the test. Turn over your papers.
(A pause of vocal silence and paper rustling, followed by the sniff of the precosious kid at the front)
Precosious kid: This test is pipsy. I'll get 100 per cent.
(A pause of vocal silence and paper rustling, followed by the sniff of the precosious kid at the front)
Precosious kid: This test is pipsy. I'll get 100 per cent.
by chris firth September 23, 2006
Get the pipsymug. An awkward, bumbling bloke who hasn't quite yet decided whether he is a goth or a chav. He wears goth t-shirts, but has a dodgy hairstyle - half cropped half spiked - and secretly wears trainers at home!
Although he loves Buahaha, he can't resist sneaking in the odd DJ Sweetie track on his white i-pod.
Although he loves Buahaha, he can't resist sneaking in the odd DJ Sweetie track on his white i-pod.
Mum: Are you going out tonight, love?
Chavigoth: Yeah. I mean, yah!
Mum: Where will you be going, sweetie.
Chavigoth: Maccy D's. I mean, the Death Midnight Club!
Chavigoth: Yeah. I mean, yah!
Mum: Where will you be going, sweetie.
Chavigoth: Maccy D's. I mean, the Death Midnight Club!
by chris firth September 15, 2006
Get the chavigothmug.