The moment of realisation in which having gone down on a female you realise her vagina is that of such gut wrenching fish-cheese-dirtity one begins to retch in disgust yet attempt to stifle the notion however result by making a high pitched squeal much like that of a pig
Keith: You know you should get that checked out..
Fatima: That squeal wasn't a stilton piglick was it?
Keith: I'm afraid so.
*Fatima weeps*
Fatima: That squeal wasn't a stilton piglick was it?
Keith: I'm afraid so.
*Fatima weeps*
by glandular poet January 12, 2012
Abdul: Woah that reaks! When was the last time you washed that!?
Lola: You're supposed to wash it?
Abdul: Uh.. YEAH! That is just fish-cheese-dirtity. I shall depart now. Farewell.
Lola: You're supposed to wash it?
Abdul: Uh.. YEAH! That is just fish-cheese-dirtity. I shall depart now. Farewell.
by glandular poet January 12, 2012