Clapperdinkle
As Tommy walked in on his boyfriend and girlfriend in the room he calmly said “well that’s a fuckin Clapperdinkle”
Clapperdinkle by SchayMus May 28, 2020
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Flapperdinkle
A Flapperdinkle is an handheld assault gun that is commonly hiding in your rectum, it is used by gangsters in Chicago to counter police pat downs. The weapon itself is a reliable, well built, and destructive machine that is capable of bringing the sweet release of death to anyone in your vicinity. The term ‘Flapperdinkle’ comes from the butt flap in most underclothes of the 19th century, city dwellers would open their rear flap and ‘dinkle’ hostiles.
"I'm gonna kill that brat!" growls Phat Tony
"But boss the cops are all over the place!" pleads Gus
"Don't worry, I got a Flapperdinkle!" Tony states.
"But boss the cops are all over the place!" pleads Gus
"Don't worry, I got a Flapperdinkle!" Tony states.
Flapperdinkle by Phat_Tony1835 December 15, 2021
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