Schlaunching is a sport involving the heinous act of acquiring two corpses, opening up their chest cavities, putting your feet inside, and utilizing them as skis. You then slide down a mountain, preferably a rough and rocky one, and see who can go the farthest. Usually, this sport involves three people, and the winner is typically decided by whose corpses are in the best condition and who went the farthest.
Hey, Jim! Wanna go schlaunching with my friend and I?
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!
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)