There is an urban legend, of a powerful rage, that awakens inside the human soul. There is someone named Duff, and inside him lays rage incarnate. When the rage boils to the surface, he transforms into Duffington. Duffington is a dark entity that revels in the night and looks for unsuspecting victims to slaughter. It is impossible to know when he is coming for you and impossible for anyone to track him, as he glides over the ground and melds into shadows. The last thing victims ever hear is a small cackle before their throat is slit.
Joe: What a nice night!
<sees a dark figure approaching swiftly>
Joe: Hey! Who are-
<SLICE>
A term used for someone that makes you not want to acknowledge their name for any of the following reasons:
a) You are not interested in their existence
b) You couldn't care less what their realname is
c) There are no other words to describe this person
d) They look like a Dunnie Dunnington
Jeremy: "Dunnie Dunnington, my office now!"
Dunnie: "My name's Martin.."
Jeremy: "You're fired."
Durrington High School is the best/most chavviest, roadman school in England. The best people are always in hawkin and da Vinci, absolute bloody sickos are in roddick.
The best teachers are Mrs Marooney and Mrs Temple for real.
Be careful if you know someone who goes to this school, they will shoot you up.
''Do you go to durrington high?''
''Yeah''
''Damn dont stab me''