A small room in the lower bowl that host farts and turds on the final leg of their gastronomic journey, recognisable by a distinctive gurgling sound emitted from the stomach area, accompanied by a very slight lowering of the subjects centre of gravity.
Dude1: Did you here that bubbling sound? I think I’ve received some new arrivals in my defarture lounge.
Dude2: Man! Time to make yourself comfy on the porcelain think tank me thinks, and quick!
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. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)