Charlie Adams
Bro-ish beyond all belief. Funny to be around but takes it up the butt too much to be comfortable talking to.
Charlie Adams by BU bulldawg October 25, 2010
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Charlie Adams is a small boy usually has the hugest heart and a strange personality. His hair needs some work and he might need to add some meat to his scronny ass. Charlie is the kindest when it comes to animal life but he has a tiny pecker. He has a massive melons and sucks ass at everything. He will fuck a pig and suck the milk out of a cows utters. He has no style and simps more than anyone. He reeks of expired milk and maggots that have infested a dead corpse. He is also uncircumcised. aka a bitch nigga faggot ass hoe ass stanky ass queer.
"Did you hear about what Charlie Adams did?'
"No"
"He choked on a tiny penis and died!"
"Guacamole nigga penis"
"No"
"He choked on a tiny penis and died!"
"Guacamole nigga penis"
Charlie Adams by Teeth Chewer March 3, 2020
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A Booger In The Nose Of Progress by Rok'n'rol Wannabe October 19, 2006
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fogey
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)