Country Crock
Country Crock by horny_toad69 August 14, 2019
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In a way similar to the anonymous character's of the infamous butter commercials who communicate using two fingers, two finger swipe your girlfriend's (or boyfriend's) butt, just enough to obtain some butt butter, then jam your fingers into their nostrils.
I am going to country crock your ass!
You got country crocked.
Jack just gave his girlfriend Jill the old country crock!!!
You got country crocked.
Jack just gave his girlfriend Jill the old country crock!!!
country crock by Dirty Jon March 5, 2011
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Country Crock Biscuit
When a woman cums many times added with male sperm, drips into the asscrack and you get up to use the restroom the woman feels the butter between her cheeks. Country Crock Biscuit
Omg Becky, my boyfriend filled me up last night! It all dripped out and made my booty feel like it was full of butter. He gave me that Country Crock Biscuit!
Country Crock Biscuit by dsldrummer1 August 24, 2021
Crockett county
Crockett county Is located in west Tennessee and Is a town where uneducated rednecks and pregnant teenagers flock. No one really knows much about Crockett except for the fact that they had a std outbreak. Juuling is cooling and lipping is dipping in this county.If u see a lip you better have dip. Yee yee bubba
Crockett county by Hillbilly420 December 13, 2018
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
or
"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
or
"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress by Rok'n'rol Wannabe October 19, 2006
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
fogey
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!
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)