An over-reaction to a less than worthy event. Often involves hitting, kicking, tears and melodrama, followed by sulking.
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That guys outfit just made me get a bit smoppy.
I smoppied her last night.
Ew, that girl makes me so not smoppy.
I smoppied her last night.
Ew, that girl makes me so not smoppy.
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2.Noun: A small poopy.
3.Verb: To defecate a small amount of feces.
Smoopied, smooped, smooper
2.Noun: A small poopy.
3.Verb: To defecate a small amount of feces.
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by chickengirl01 October 1, 2016
Get the skrope mug.A mysterious location, Shropshire is believed to be found roughly between the Irish Sea, Manchester, Birmingham, Norway, the Battlestar Galactica and the M54. It has been said to be a place of wondrous beauty and mystery, with historical tradition from the Battle of Shrewsbury to the Ironbridge Gorge, alongside a rich tradition of rural arts, crafts and fine foods.
Unfortunately, the above is mere legend. In truth everyone in Shropshire is a farmer, inbred and with about as much IQ as a fly on a piece of horse shit.
Residents of Shropshire are deeply superstitious and territorial in nature. Visitors to Shropshire – cited by residents as ‘Townies’ or ‘City cunts’ – are often made to feel uneasy and often find the fact that no-where within the county is open to serve a decent coffee on a Sunday morning highly traumatic. It is advised also that if you are of an ethnic or European background to avoid Shropshire at all costs. Pitchforks and satanic rituals. That’s all I’m saying.
On the positive side, and contrary to popular opinion, you can get decent phone signal in Shropshire. If you are a visitor and find yourself being chased by an army of pitchfork welding farmers this means direct connection to the emergency services. However due to Tory funding cuts, these services are now run by a Sheep and pair of mating ducks, which has so far proved unsuccessful.
Unfortunately, the above is mere legend. In truth everyone in Shropshire is a farmer, inbred and with about as much IQ as a fly on a piece of horse shit.
Residents of Shropshire are deeply superstitious and territorial in nature. Visitors to Shropshire – cited by residents as ‘Townies’ or ‘City cunts’ – are often made to feel uneasy and often find the fact that no-where within the county is open to serve a decent coffee on a Sunday morning highly traumatic. It is advised also that if you are of an ethnic or European background to avoid Shropshire at all costs. Pitchforks and satanic rituals. That’s all I’m saying.
On the positive side, and contrary to popular opinion, you can get decent phone signal in Shropshire. If you are a visitor and find yourself being chased by an army of pitchfork welding farmers this means direct connection to the emergency services. However due to Tory funding cuts, these services are now run by a Sheep and pair of mating ducks, which has so far proved unsuccessful.
Person 1: Hello, I see by your quirky dress consisting of a tweed coat, flatcap, slight whiff of sour milk shit and with a pitchfork as an accessory, that you are a farmer and thus a resident of Shropshire?
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1. I see that you seem offended by my proper use of the English language, my pleasant demeanour and Topman dress code.
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: I see that you have directed your pitchfork toward my Iphone that I'm currently holding, with a look of suspicion and fear.
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: I sense that your going to sound out a cry to your fellow farming folk, and run me out of the village?
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: In that case I'm calling the police! *dials 999* Hello? Hello? Is this a....am I on the phone to a sheep?
Voice on end of phone: Baaaaaa.
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1. I see that you seem offended by my proper use of the English language, my pleasant demeanour and Topman dress code.
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: I see that you have directed your pitchfork toward my Iphone that I'm currently holding, with a look of suspicion and fear.
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: I sense that your going to sound out a cry to your fellow farming folk, and run me out of the village?
Person 2: Aye.
Person 1: In that case I'm calling the police! *dials 999* Hello? Hello? Is this a....am I on the phone to a sheep?
Voice on end of phone: Baaaaaa.
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