The term given to he whose head is akin to a Legoman, due to his silly, dated haircut.
Often observed hanging around Garscadden.
Often observed hanging around Garscadden.
by Flapjackandy May 26, 2008

The girlfriend of the Nobby.
A terrific drain on the finances of the Nobby, the Nobette tells him how it is.
A terrific drain on the finances of the Nobby, the Nobette tells him how it is.
by Flapjackandy May 25, 2008

The persona of the weirdo, the kinda guy who stands leering whilst a conversation is conducted, then interjects with a random, incoherent comment.
Something of an anus, most likely a mole.
Something of an anus, most likely a mole.
Gary was doing his Larman-the-Strange routine at the party last night, he said he had a whistle called Roger.
by Flapjackandy May 18, 2008

The act of shoving a muffin (or muffins of any flavour) up a gaping, yawning sphincter. In some circumstances, this is repeated until no further baked delight is phsically capable of entering the tortured, distended shitchute, even after a good ramming with a broomhandle.
What could we do in this year's Talent Show? I dunno, luv, how about we try the "muffins up yer dirtbox" routine? That went down well at your mum's 80th.
by Flapjackandy November 30, 2009

The act of jabbing your own face with the end of a dart during the backswing of a throw.
Usually accompanied by the utterance of "Aff the face" as the dart flies pathetica;;y into the 1.
Bad yin.
Usually accompanied by the utterance of "Aff the face" as the dart flies pathetica;;y into the 1.
Bad yin.
by Flapjackandy December 01, 2009

The act of absolutely desecrating a toilet bowl with the most horrific, ultra-violent, sinus melting magma shit possible.
From the vineyard in Hunter Valley, NSW, Australia, where a malevolent arse explosion unlike any ever before it, made the toilet unusable for weeks.
From the vineyard in Hunter Valley, NSW, Australia, where a malevolent arse explosion unlike any ever before it, made the toilet unusable for weeks.
I totally Peterson'd you're shit-throne my frind, I'm sorry. I ate shellfish from the bin last night.
by Flapjackandy December 03, 2007

The legend of Strutters has been uttered on the lips of men as Gods would, the reverential awe afforded to this mystery has never before, or will ever again, be repeated. Little is known of Strutters, other than you are chosen, selected to attend. It is as much an attitude, a state of mind as it is physical.
It has been said that once entered, a change, an evolution, is set in motion which cannot be reversed. The cries of torment can be heard from within, rumoured to be the purging of weakness, the instillation of strength, a possession.
The weak leave as men.
It has been said that once entered, a change, an evolution, is set in motion which cannot be reversed. The cries of torment can be heard from within, rumoured to be the purging of weakness, the instillation of strength, a possession.
The weak leave as men.
What the fuck happened to Hugo?
The word on the street is he found Strutters and is not the same man, he is now The Monster.
I don't know what the fuck happened in there, no one does.
The word on the street is he found Strutters and is not the same man, he is now The Monster.
I don't know what the fuck happened in there, no one does.
by Flapjackandy June 08, 2013
