Randy Style
Randy Style by Randle Paboner April 27, 2007
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RandStyleCrowdBoy
An idea proposed that many teenagers try to appear cool by using multimedia components to display information then further using multimedia components to share the information.
Person1: You're so random!
Person 2: You're a twat, isn't he Dish (points finger)
*Person 2 later goes home and posts information on the internet i.e.
"Person1 is a twat" then sends the information to his friends thus involving the crowd
The next day Person 2 goes to Person 1: You're a new definition of CrowdBoy, RandStyleCrowdboy.
Person 2: You're a twat, isn't he Dish (points finger)
*Person 2 later goes home and posts information on the internet i.e.
"Person1 is a twat" then sends the information to his friends thus involving the crowd
The next day Person 2 goes to Person 1: You're a new definition of CrowdBoy, RandStyleCrowdboy.
RandStyleCrowdBoy by Sdj M December 14, 2008
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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)