333 definitions by Lorelili
A "skirt" that might as well be made from two dish towels; mini skirts rarely go lower than mid-thigh and are often ride low on the hips.
Harlots, like Britney Spears, are known to wear them.
Mini skirts are not for modest ladies.
Harlots, like Britney Spears, are known to wear them.
Mini skirts are not for modest ladies.
What's the point of a mini-skirt? It won't cover you up or provide protection from the cold.
Wearing a mini-skirt and tank top seems to send the message, wether the wearer likes it or not, "I'm a hooker. Take me now."
Wearing a mini-skirt and tank top seems to send the message, wether the wearer likes it or not, "I'm a hooker. Take me now."
by Lorelili April 7, 2005
Literally, "daughter of the street". A French eumphemism for a prostitute, although "fille de la rue" can also mean simply a girl or a woman born and raised in the streets.
Dans la nuit, comment peux-tu pas voir une fille de la rue quand elle te passe?
(In the night, how can you not see a daughter of the street when she passes you?)
(In the night, how can you not see a daughter of the street when she passes you?)
by Lorelili May 16, 2009
One of the most disturbing serial killers in history. This seemingly harmless, grandfatherly old man was a deranged child rapist and cannibal.
He was one of very few sadomasochistic serial killers and enjoyed receiving pain as much as inflicting it. He was also a religious zealot.
He attacked and raped numerous children and bragged that he'd "had children in every state". Most of his victims were handicapped or black children, easy targets.
He was convicted of torturing and murdering four-year-old Billy Gaffney and ten-year-old Grace Budd, both of whom he cannibalized. He was connected to three other murders and hundreds of rapes.
His downfall began when he sent a letter to Grace Budd's grieving parents, bragging about what he did to Gracie.
He was one of very few sadomasochistic serial killers and enjoyed receiving pain as much as inflicting it. He was also a religious zealot.
He attacked and raped numerous children and bragged that he'd "had children in every state". Most of his victims were handicapped or black children, easy targets.
He was convicted of torturing and murdering four-year-old Billy Gaffney and ten-year-old Grace Budd, both of whom he cannibalized. He was connected to three other murders and hundreds of rapes.
His downfall began when he sent a letter to Grace Budd's grieving parents, bragging about what he did to Gracie.
Albert Fish: noun, a psychopathic pervert who likes torturing, raping and murdering children and then eating their flesh. A flesh-and-blood embodiment of fairy tale monsters, a la "Hansel and Gretel"; a seemingly kind, benevolent elder who offers a child candy and turns out to be a cannibal.
In short, a legitimate reason for children not to talk to strangers.
In short, a legitimate reason for children not to talk to strangers.
by Lorelili March 30, 2010
China, Pakistan, and India have a glut of boys and young men in the millions and not enough women and girls to balance the sex ratio (which soars to as much as 140 males for every 100 females in some areas, at an average total of about 1.077 (107 to 108 males for every 100 females) for all three countries).
If same-sex couples were tolerated, if not accepted, in these countries then the said glut of young men might have some outlet, but LGBT life remains tenuous in the regions and thus the chances that this option will arise soon are very remote.
The Earth has an enormous glut of humans, too many fucking people (and vice versa), and that excess is driving other species to extinction.
If same-sex couples were tolerated, if not accepted, in these countries then the said glut of young men might have some outlet, but LGBT life remains tenuous in the regions and thus the chances that this option will arise soon are very remote.
The Earth has an enormous glut of humans, too many fucking people (and vice versa), and that excess is driving other species to extinction.
by Lorelili August 29, 2011
Having a very attractive body.
(Especially of a female) being full-bodied, large-bosomed, and appealing to the eyes of lesbians or heterosexual men.
Pleasing to the senses, sensuous.
(Especially of a female) being full-bodied, large-bosomed, and appealing to the eyes of lesbians or heterosexual men.
Pleasing to the senses, sensuous.
"Her flowing raven hair was a stark contrast to her milky complexion. Her amber eyes... almost catlike, her figure voluptuous."
by Lorelili March 18, 2005
1. Very pleasing to the senses.
2. Very sexually/sensually appealing
3. (of a woman's body) Broad-hipped, well-endowed in the breasts and butt, plenty of womanly curves; Marilyn Monroe, Crystal Renn, Sara Rodriguez, and Jennifer Hudson as opposed to Twiggy and Calista Flockhart
2. Very sexually/sensually appealing
3. (of a woman's body) Broad-hipped, well-endowed in the breasts and butt, plenty of womanly curves; Marilyn Monroe, Crystal Renn, Sara Rodriguez, and Jennifer Hudson as opposed to Twiggy and Calista Flockhart
1. The bed with its plentiful blankets and voluptuous white pillows beckoned me to rest my head.
2. His arms were well-muscled and his shoulders broad avove his furred chest. His voluptuous torso, ample butt, and strong, masculine legs teased me as he jogged.
3. Her creamy complexion contrasted the raven black tresses that flowed down her back; her amber eyes as piercing as those of a cat; the low neckline of her bodice emphasised her full, voluptuous figure.
2. His arms were well-muscled and his shoulders broad avove his furred chest. His voluptuous torso, ample butt, and strong, masculine legs teased me as he jogged.
3. Her creamy complexion contrasted the raven black tresses that flowed down her back; her amber eyes as piercing as those of a cat; the low neckline of her bodice emphasised her full, voluptuous figure.
by Lorelili November 15, 2009
A form of art that uses language. Poets use the beauty of a language and its words to create a feeling or convey a message to the reader, whether the wording is soft, sweet, sunny, and a lovely walk through a meadow... or clotted, ugly, grungy, and conjures up images of a slum. Just like artists use images and colors to create a mood or message, poets use words to do the same thing.
Poetry has been around for over 5,00 years and it's still young, vibrant, and growing. Poetry might even go further into the past, since most people memorized poetry and passed it on orally; 5,000-year-old poems from Mesopotamia could have already been old when they were written.
The practice of memorizing poetery and passing it on by word of mouth is pretty much gone.
Humans change, but maybe their nature doesn't change very much; practically everything that could be said through poetry has already been said, often many times, albeit in different ways. Poets must be original and avoid any cliché if they want to look competent.
Poetry has been around for over 5,00 years and it's still young, vibrant, and growing. Poetry might even go further into the past, since most people memorized poetry and passed it on orally; 5,000-year-old poems from Mesopotamia could have already been old when they were written.
The practice of memorizing poetery and passing it on by word of mouth is pretty much gone.
Humans change, but maybe their nature doesn't change very much; practically everything that could be said through poetry has already been said, often many times, albeit in different ways. Poets must be original and avoid any cliché if they want to look competent.
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Chan eil fìor. Abair thugam (It’s not true. Say to me)
Nach eil fìor. Mas e ur toil e... (That it’s not true. If you please...)
O h-iochdaist! ‘N dualchas sin ann- (O goodness! That culture there-)
Mar a bhuin dhuinn o cheann fhada... (What belonged to us long ago...)
Sean dòighean mar a bh’againn... (Ancient ways that we had...)
Rudan gun robh, ‘s nach eil a-nis... (Things that were, and that are no more...)
Ar daoine, ar dualchas glan... (Our people, our pristine culture...)
Am faic sinn iad a-chaoidh a-rithist...? (Will we ever see them again...?)
Seallaibh! Na òg daoine seo... (Behold! These young ones...)
Nach faic sinn tannasgan idir... (That will not see us ghosts at all...)
Fhathast th’ann beagan gun tog (Yet there are some that will)
Ar dòighean suas. Th’iad òg, làidir... (Pick our old ways up. They are young, strong...)
Linnean o cheann, bha sinn ‘nar (Ages ago, we were a)
Clì gun do riaghal thar an tìr (Force that reigned over the land)
Far an dh’fhan sinne... ‘s an nuair (Where we lived... and then)
Sin nuair thàinig iad: an-iochd fìor... (They came: true cruelty...)
Ciamer a ‘s thèid do àite (How can a place)
Bi mar seo: cho mòr ‘s cho dòmhail...? (Be like this: so spacious and so crowded...?)
Tha ‘n guthan seo nas ciùine... (These voices are quieter...)
Dh’fhàs iad nas ciùine anns an dail (They became calmer in)
Seo. O cheann thàinig iadsan... (This meadow. Since they arrived...)
Chan urrainn dhomhsa chuimhneachadh (I cannot remember)
Na rudan gun rinn sinn an (The things that we did)
Uair sin. Ar n-aodach, ar taighean... (Then. Our clothing, our houses...)
Chan eil fìor. Abair thugam (It’s not true. Say to me)
Nach eil fìor. Mas e ur toil e... (That it’s not true. If you please...)
O h-iochdaist! ‘N dualchas sin ann- (O goodness! That culture there-)
Mar a bhuin dhuinn o cheann fhada... (What belonged to us long ago...)
Sean dòighean mar a bh’againn... (Ancient ways that we had...)
Rudan gun robh, ‘s nach eil a-nis... (Things that were, and that are no more...)
Ar daoine, ar dualchas glan... (Our people, our pristine culture...)
Am faic sinn iad a-chaoidh a-rithist...? (Will we ever see them again...?)
Seallaibh! Na òg daoine seo... (Behold! These young ones...)
Nach faic sinn tannasgan idir... (That will not see us ghosts at all...)
Fhathast th’ann beagan gun tog (Yet there are some that will)
Ar dòighean suas. Th’iad òg, làidir... (Pick our old ways up. They are young, strong...)
Linnean o cheann, bha sinn ‘nar (Ages ago, we were a)
Clì gun do riaghal thar an tìr (Force that reigned over the land)
Far an dh’fhan sinne... ‘s an nuair (Where we lived... and then)
Sin nuair thàinig iad: an-iochd fìor... (They came: true cruelty...)
Ciamer a ‘s thèid do àite (How can a place)
Bi mar seo: cho mòr ‘s cho dòmhail...? (Be like this: so spacious and so crowded...?)
Tha ‘n guthan seo nas ciùine... (These voices are quieter...)
Dh’fhàs iad nas ciùine anns an dail (They became calmer in)
Seo. O cheann thàinig iadsan... (This meadow. Since they arrived...)
Chan urrainn dhomhsa chuimhneachadh (I cannot remember)
Na rudan gun rinn sinn an (The things that we did)
Uair sin. Ar n-aodach, ar taighean... (Then. Our clothing, our houses...)
by Lorelili March 27, 2005