Drip-Down - A person who is the unintended byproduct of anal intercourse - when the spent jism drips from the anus to the vagina resulting in pregnancy. This usually results in minor birth defects, such as a lazy eye, crooked face or otherwise off-putting features.
A human baby conceived as a result of the semen ejaculated onto a woman's body after hand job, most often used in the context of a shower handy where gravity causes the sperm to "drip down" into the woman's nether regions.
Swole Bro 1: Did you hear Mandy got pregnant?
Swole Bro 2: Yeah bro, Brock told me it was a drip down baby.
Swole Bro 1: No way brah! He's got some strong swimmers
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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)