puckahur

The Sweet Sound, of a Big Haul, off a Fat Joint!

"PUCKAHUR" The mixed sound of the seperating of the lips, combined with the deep inhale last gasp of air.

by MrFastener April 23, 2005

Plucky Poo

A gripping or lifting utensil used to move, rotate, and turn a steak, fish, or other protein with delicate precision on a grilling surface.

I used my plucky poos to pick a well-done steak off the grill.

by Zigfried Smurdlap October 25, 2010

Pluck a chicken

A reluctant handjob.

I had to pluck a chicken last night for my boyfriend.

by JonJacobson July 24, 2018

Plucking the pearl

It is female masterbating.

I just couldn’t wait for him so I started plucking the pearl.

by NinaR April 4, 2019

Fuck Pluck

verb-

1 when you are ejaculating and you accidently grab a pubic hair and pull it off.

2 when you are getting a blowjob and the partner bites off a piice of hair.
usually causing quite a bit of pain!

Last name i was looking at playboy and i fuck plucked my ball hair, you should have heard me scream!!

by emanbeastypants. December 16, 2011

Fig plucker

One who plucks figs

I'm no fig plucker, I'm a fig plucker's son, but I'll pluck figs till the fig pluckings done.

by Arcsol December 25, 2020

pheasant plucker

Somebody who plucks the feathers off pheasants, of course.

Me husband is a keeper, he's a very busy man,
I try to understand him and I help him all I can,
But sometimes of an evening I feel a trifle dim,
All alone and plucking pheasants when I'd rather pluck with him.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's mate
And I'm only plucking pheasants
Cause the pheasant plucker's late.

I'm not good at plucking pheasants, pheasant plucking I get stuck,
Though some peasants find it pleasant I'd much rather pluck a duck,
Oh, but plucking geese is gorgeous, I can pluck a goose with ease
But plucking pheasants is sheer torture, for they haven't any grease.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
He has gone out on the tiles,
He only plucked one pheasant
And I'm sitting here with piles.

You have to pluck them fresh, if they're fresh it's not unpleasant,
I knew a man in Dunstable, could pluck a frozen pheasant.
They say the village constable has pheasant plucking sessions
With the vicar of a Sunday 'tween the first and second lessons.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's son,
And I'm only plucking pheasants
Till the pheasant pluckers come.

My good friend Godfrey's most adept, he's really got the knack,
He likes to have a pheasant plucked before he hits the sack.
I try and lend a helping hand, I gather up the feathers,
It's really all this pheasant plucking keeps us here together.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's friend,
And I'm only plucking pheasants
As a means unto an end.

Me husband's in the woods all day, a-banging with his gun,
If he could hear me heartfelt cries, then surely he would run,
For I've fluff in all me crannies and there's feathers up me nose,
And I'm itchin' in the kitchen' from me head down to me toes.

I'm not the pheasant plucker,
I'm the pheasant plucker's wife,
And when we pluck together
It's a pheasant plucking life!

by Pete December 16, 2004