Dezzeled
Dezzeled by sexy gym girl January 12, 2012
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Dick-dazzeled
Dick-dazzeled is is what happens when one passes out and their girlfriend pastes plastic jewels to either one or all of the following male sex organs:
penis-shaft, penis-head, penis-hole, testicles, or the taint.
penis-shaft, penis-head, penis-hole, testicles, or the taint.
The friction created from the plastic jewels, I was dick-dazzeled with, caused my bitch to bleed all over the back of my el-camino.
I noticed the hoe in front of me at yoga class had blood dripping from her vagina-dentata area, but further research concluded her man roughly used his dick-dazzeled junk to rip the skin off of the inner lining of her uterus.
I noticed the hoe in front of me at yoga class had blood dripping from her vagina-dentata area, but further research concluded her man roughly used his dick-dazzeled junk to rip the skin off of the inner lining of her uterus.
Dick-dazzeled by A-Town Chump November 15, 2013
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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"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
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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)