snow whiting
snow whiting by Paul Coolwhip March 18, 2016
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When a beautiful girl dates exceptionally lame guys, often at the same time or one after another, because she is afraid to be alone and wants to hear that she is the 'fairest of them all.'
Based on the fairy tale where that pretty white chick sleeps with seven dwarfs in the woods
Based on the fairy tale where that pretty white chick sleeps with seven dwarfs in the woods
Yeah, she has snow-whited her whole life. I don't think she's ever been single.
How did he end up with that girl? Simple, man, she's a snow-white
You think she'd date me? She might snow-white ur ugly ass
She has been snow-whiting as long as I've known her
How did he end up with that girl? Simple, man, she's a snow-white
You think she'd date me? She might snow-white ur ugly ass
She has been snow-whiting as long as I've known her
snow-whiting by Mister Private February 9, 2017
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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!
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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)