Phone Aids
Phone Aids by a cr33p3r January 8, 2012
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Mike: My car crashes into shit by itself
Andy: I had to use my penis trimmers on my 6 month old beard
Walter: AC compressors, Hot Water Heaters, Condensors
Jon: Fortnite and EJ Walker for life
Nick: **total silence**
Gus: the Super Bowl was yesterday, who’s the first 36 players in next years fantasy draft?
*******
Tom: dude, I must have terrible phone AIDS. Haven’t gotten a message since yesterday
Andy: I had to use my penis trimmers on my 6 month old beard
Walter: AC compressors, Hot Water Heaters, Condensors
Jon: Fortnite and EJ Walker for life
Nick: **total silence**
Gus: the Super Bowl was yesterday, who’s the first 36 players in next years fantasy draft?
*******
Tom: dude, I must have terrible phone AIDS. Haven’t gotten a message since yesterday
Phone AIDS by StivesMoney July 10, 2020
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phone aids
The act of using someone else's phone charger in an act of desperation to power your device ;) resulting in a lag or virus in your poor phone proceeding the event.
Dude I think your mom's charger gave me phone aids last night. My phones been all f**ked up ever since
phone aids by internationalparker September 2, 2012
Phone Aids
Phone Aids by Phoneaidshealer November 9, 2017
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)