Male mammaries; man boobs, bitch tits, moobs, dog udders. Unsightly pectoral lard reservoirs on a pie-hider, usually found over a gock.
by Lord Grimcock August 23, 2007

Vermin. Cosseted baby-boomers who expressed their generational feeling of inadequacy by toxic passivity, stale groupthought and, above all, moaning about anything and everything. Most of them have long since sold out, but they are still to be found here and there - many in suspended animation on 'soft' university courses, or in larger groups at tenth-rate music festivals in a state of drug-accelerated senility.
Some fucking hippy asked for directions to the university, so I sent him up Scotswood Road where he got filled in by a large gang of smackrats. Funny as fuck.
by Lord Grimcock January 14, 2008

Sorry about that. I went into norkolepsy when Clavdia come in in that off-the-shoulder ballgown. Just run to the lav for a quick number three. Did I miss anything?
by Lord Grimcock May 15, 2009

by Lord Grimcock May 07, 2008

At some point about three years ago, it became fashionable for women to deface themselves with tattoos, usually above the waist or on the ankle or upper arm. I first became aware of this trend when some scratter shoved by me sporting a butterfly on the grotesque roll of mechanically tanned lard that hung around her belt. Had I known what was to come, I would have killed her then and there to stop the plague-like spread.
Originally confined to the lower orders, this has now 'trickled up' to the extent everyone from ballerinas to dinnerladies feels called on to complete herself by having some indecipherable Chinese bollocks or some flowers carved above her chuff.
At its most harmless, this is something discreet like a Celtic cross; at its worst, the 'tat' extends all across the lower back, leaving the gentleman with the impression he is fucking the Berlin Wall.
I suppose this was meant to look hawt and slightly dangerous, but all it does is mark the bearer down as a monumentally uninspired skank who'd probably wear a lip-plate if Nicole Richie got one.
See also: tramp stamp (US), sign of ten thousand penises, whoremark, etc.
Originally confined to the lower orders, this has now 'trickled up' to the extent everyone from ballerinas to dinnerladies feels called on to complete herself by having some indecipherable Chinese bollocks or some flowers carved above her chuff.
At its most harmless, this is something discreet like a Celtic cross; at its worst, the 'tat' extends all across the lower back, leaving the gentleman with the impression he is fucking the Berlin Wall.
I suppose this was meant to look hawt and slightly dangerous, but all it does is mark the bearer down as a monumentally uninspired skank who'd probably wear a lip-plate if Nicole Richie got one.
See also: tramp stamp (US), sign of ten thousand penises, whoremark, etc.
I thought she was a bit of alright until she bent down to open that drawer, exposing the eagle-wing slag badge on her lower spine.
by Lord Grimcock August 23, 2007

Wikipedianese for 'bullshit'.
by Lord Grimcock February 07, 2010

If Chesney looks a bit uncomfortable today, it's because Jerome bust his hoop behind the gazebo last night, poor cunt.
by Lord Grimcock April 26, 2008
