A word that a young sorcerer uses to describe an arrogant Prince who he has unexplained romantic tension with.
by snail-from-the-underworld February 29, 2020
by FatCow000069 August 06, 2020
by SICK BURNS March 16, 2021
who are you even, some new fucking cookie who thinks they’re big game? Sorry but the world doesn’t work that way neither does it revolve around you. You were basically irrelevant and unexistent until now. I changed that. You are now another one of “Cyber’s” Sworn rivals, you could consider yourself famous around hhere cuz of that now. you should thank me. Because i made you relevant. So don’t fucking try me, because i can make u just as easily irrelevant again. Fucking clotpole.
by Pluter August 17, 2021
an idiot, stupid, someone who is oblivious to what is going on.
is pretty much exclusive to merlin and arthur.
is pretty much exclusive to merlin and arthur.
“he’s trying get rid of me, and if you weren’t such a clotpole you’d see that!”
“a what?”
“clotpole. he said clotpole, sire.”
“a what?”
“clotpole. he said clotpole, sire.”
by tweeva January 02, 2020
by Sasha234 September 20, 2009
also, clatpole.
In Elizabethan slang, it means 'wooden head' or 'block head'. It comes from 'clodpoll'.
The word 'clatpole' is used in Shakespeare's Troilus and Cressida, Act 2, scene 1, lines 110–120.
In Elizabethan slang, it means 'wooden head' or 'block head'. It comes from 'clodpoll'.
The word 'clatpole' is used in Shakespeare's Troilus and Cressida, Act 2, scene 1, lines 110–120.
Ajax:
I shall cut out your tongue.
Thersites:
'Tis no matter, I shall speak as much as thou afterwards.
Patroclus:
No more words, Thersites, peace!
Thersites:
I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I?
Achilles:
There's for you, Patroclus.
Thersites:
I will see you hang'd like clatpoles (clotpole) ere I come any more to
your tents. I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the
faction of fools. *Exit*
Patroclus:
A good riddance.
I shall cut out your tongue.
Thersites:
'Tis no matter, I shall speak as much as thou afterwards.
Patroclus:
No more words, Thersites, peace!
Thersites:
I will hold my peace when Achilles' brach bids me, shall I?
Achilles:
There's for you, Patroclus.
Thersites:
I will see you hang'd like clatpoles (clotpole) ere I come any more to
your tents. I will keep where there is wit stirring, and leave the
faction of fools. *Exit*
Patroclus:
A good riddance.
by tieranosaurus September 27, 2009