During sexual congress in the "missionary position", when the lady "drops a gut" with sufficient gusto to blast her suitor's balls up his arsehole.
Rebecca was always going to deliver a Barnsley blow job in revenge for the night when I used her new white designer dress to muffle a fart, after enjoying a one-on-one romp.
The fart was a controlled blockbuster, but the sad proof of the detonation was clear for all to see when the next morning she strode proudly out of my apartment onto the
street, where the neighbours had a good laugh at all the shit up the back of her dress.
The fart was a controlled blockbuster, but the sad proof of the detonation was clear for all to see when the next morning she strode proudly out of my apartment onto the
street, where the neighbours had a good laugh at all the shit up the back of her dress.
by bromp May 10, 2008

Bromp's def. is defo on the right track – the Turd Way is indeed The Tony Blair Legacy. He rightly defines this grinning politician in designer clothing with a designer turd clogging the works. But may I suggest that he worked the word Turd to a greater effect, by associating it with Blair's election ticket in 1997 as the harbinger of the Third Way: i.e a typical power-mad politico, who wants to be all things to all men left/right/black/white & centre, who will do literally anything to get elected, even changing religion probably at the instigation of his mad grinning ugly wife in order to be electable as Pres. of the new EU vatican. The Tony Blair Legacy is like The Turd Way.
Bert - “What d'you think of this Barak Obama's chances then – he promises a lot, don't he?”
Sid - “Dunno, Bert, but he might just be part of The Tony Blair Legacy ..”
Sid - “Dunno, Bert, but he might just be part of The Tony Blair Legacy ..”
by bromp May 15, 2008

Subsidiarity: the concession by which the sovereign parliaments of member-countries of the EU are required to pass into law those rules, regulations etc which have already been legislated in Brussels.
Eurocrat dictator in Brussels - " the EU imperialist project is in grave danger, Senor Barosso. The Irish might vote No to the Lisbon Treaty!"
Barosso - "Don't worry Pierre, I got da boys down da Vatican hittin''em up on prime time TV with a dose of good ol' fashioned subsidiarity til dey give us a Yes."
Barosso - "Don't worry Pierre, I got da boys down da Vatican hittin''em up on prime time TV with a dose of good ol' fashioned subsidiarity til dey give us a Yes."
by bromp May 30, 2008

A monster smelly TURD blocking a Thunderbox which withstands any amount of flushing and prodding, yet refuses to leave the pan.
"I shouldn't use that one if I were you, Madam. Best wait until we've dealt with Tony Blair's Legacy first."
by bromp May 14, 2008

A Uri Geller Smeller is named after the man who claimed he could bend spoons and stop clocks just by looking at them, and is the result of a violent incident of "sitting on a mortar" after a bad curry, when the foul miasma emanates from the WC and works its way around the house bending spoons and stopping clocks as it goes.
Postman: "I shouldn't go to number 10 Downing Street with your warrant just yet without a gas mask, Officer. There's been an incident, a real Uri Geller Smeller."
by bromp March 19, 2008

The Magna Farta defines Pavlov's Log as the "conditioned reflex action causing one's Bomb Bay to start opening upon seeing a Restroom. From the famous Russian psychologist Ernst Pavlov, who rang a bell every time his dog done a Shit."
" I am sorry, Your Honour, that the Defendant has not yet appeared. He is not however absent in Contempt of Court as I am able to instruct the Jury that Pavlov's Log is held and recongized by the Court as Mitigating Curcimstances. In mitigation, my client has just called me by cellphone from the Courtroom Shitehouse with the message: "I'd give it another 10 minutes if I were you".
by bromp April 10, 2008

A Uri Geller Smeller is named after the man who claimed he could bend spoons and stop clocks just by looking at them, and is the result of a violent incident of "sitting on a mortar" after a bad curry, when the foul miasma emanates from the WC and works its way around the house bending spoons and stopping clocks as it goes.
Postman: "I shouldn't go to number 10 Downing Street just yet without a gas mask, Officer. There's been a Uri Geller Smeller incident! Give it 20 minutes if I were you."
by bromp March 19, 2008
