Almost every rugby club has at one time encountered a rugby rogue. this traveling scumbag appears at practice or a match and joins the club willing to assist in the collective efforts. He is usually a piggy, and has a trade, like a carpenter or electrician, and finds a place to live with some of the batchleor players. Within a year, he leaves without notice, absconding with property and funds belonging to the roommates and the club.
Last year Rich started playing with us, and moved in with Android and Buddha. We should have been known that he was a rugby rogue since he was 35 and pocessed only a kit, some clothes and a 15 year-old Dodge truck. He sold $400 worth of raffle tickets, did not turn in any of the stubs or the money, and when we went to the house he was gone and so was Buddha's stereo and Android's furniture.
by bullet88 July 18, 2009
Individuals, usually men, that have a particularly propensity to control every aspect of a family's life. Nothing can occur in the family inviroment unless it is approved by the Inspector Senior (usually the patriarch). Nothing even remotely minor or benige can start without prior approval, and those who do will be chastized severely. There is always one specific method that any work can be done, weather it is sweeping the floor, or washing a car, and unless you adhere to the Inspector Seniors instructions, you are in trouble. These people are members of the Anal Society. They are most often accountants and architects.
The day after we moved in our new house, my mother and I began hanging pictures on the walls, and when my father got home from the hardware store he made us take them all down. He then made us take graft paper and plot all locations using a protractor and then we had to use anchor screws even though we had sheetrock walls and nothing weighed more than ten pounds. Dad is president of the Anal Society.
by bullet88 May 26, 2009
Leslee's pussy smelled like the morning dew and tasted like honey but her friend Fran's smelled like shrimp shells left out in the sun and tasted like a pair of old running shoes recovered from a garbage dump. Leslee had a mackerel factor of zero, while Fran had a mackerel factor of ten.
by bullet88 August 21, 2008
The area in your house that your wife allows you to hang out with your friends, listen to music, drink, smoke and generally cut-up and be loud and obnoxious. Usually the garage.
On Saturday nights my buds and I meet over at Walkers low-rent man cave, his converted tool shed, to smoke, drink, laugh and raise hell amongst the lawn mower, weed eater and yard implements. We listen to a football game or find a bluegrass station on his parents 1971 Magnavox AM/FM/Clock Radio using a straightened clothes hanger as an antenna. All of the furniture is from yard sales or picked up off the side of the road.
by bullet88 October 02, 2010
by bullet88 August 04, 2010
I got along with my ex for years until she remarried, but I have a running battle with my husband-in-law.
by bullet88 August 06, 2009
A palinista is a severe loyalist who still supports the failed 2008 VP candidate, denying all evidence and logic that she was a complete fool and humiliating disaster. They are mostly evangelical supporters of creationism and refuse all proven scientific knowledge. Their philosophy is "Don't confuse me with the facts, my mind is already made up".
When my father parroted the FOX Noise line that Grandpa John hit a home run in the selection of the VP for the 2008 republican presidential election, I told him that he hit a weak grounder right to the first baseman, and he refused to talk to me for a month. He will be a palinista until the day he dies.
by bullet88 August 02, 2009