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Lemon Block by Bert B. Williams December 10, 2011
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Black & Gold Lemon Flavoured Soft Drink
The holy grail of drinks, it is by far the best drink ever made beating out Dr Pepper by very little, every sip you take you will love also only 75 cents.
Milo: I think we should get some cola it is so good
Leslie: you are wrong there Black & Gold Lemon Flavoured Soft Drink is the best
Milo: you are so right how can I be so dumb
Leslie: you are wrong there Black & Gold Lemon Flavoured Soft Drink is the best
Milo: you are so right how can I be so dumb
Black & Gold Lemon Flavoured Soft Drink by Sandy Allen March 7, 2020
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A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
or
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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)