An incest freak who has intercourse with her sisters. It is sure to make you cry because of how ugly it is. You’ll never want to see it again. It smells rancid like cat pee and lives in the woods. It listens to cbat by Hudson mowhaeke four times a day
“Have you walked past Calie catstoday? It smells so gross”
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)