Grammer boy
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Grammar boy
A lad attending a Grammar school (expensive private school) and therefore open to the scorn and ridicule of riff-raff. Alleged to be snobbish, effete, and possibly gay.
Grammar boy by Jeeralangian July 28, 2008
Watford Grammar School For Boys
This is an old school, in the heart of Herts. Just off of the M25.
The pupil are all dons, and not to be messed with.
They are all fucking tanks and no man can touch them.
Close rivals, MT's (Merchant Taylors School) are full of a bunch of pricks who think they are hard doing drugs cos they've got daddies money.
However, any one with some sense wouldn't go near these fuckwits and just hang with the badmen that are WGSB!!
The pupil are all dons, and not to be messed with.
They are all fucking tanks and no man can touch them.
Close rivals, MT's (Merchant Taylors School) are full of a bunch of pricks who think they are hard doing drugs cos they've got daddies money.
However, any one with some sense wouldn't go near these fuckwits and just hang with the badmen that are WGSB!!
Man1: Have you heard of Watford Grammar School For Boys?
Man2: Yes, they are the biggest gangstaz around.
Man2: Yes, they are the biggest gangstaz around.
Watford Grammar School For Boys by TheWatfordMassive October 4, 2010
Bishop Wordsworths grammar school for boys
Bishop Wordsworths grammar school for boys is a grammar school in Salisbury, Wiltshire. It is the home to a (not so) fine assortment of posh bellends and miscellaneous twats gathered from the south western Wiltshire area.
Many of these said bellends twats try (and fail) to woo the finest of south wilts grammar school for girls. This generally ends up badly.
It has an air of superiority to other schools simply because it has a slogan written in latin
The place is falling apart despite what the commoners in other local (peasant) schools think.
Its teachers are a mixed lot, many of the teachers’ hairlines can be measured with sin cos and tan and
it also features the only currently know wheelchair bound PE teacher
Seriously, don’t go there, its not worth having to learn latin and getting tenderly but firmly pegged by your peers just to say you go to Bishop Wordsworths grammar school for boys.
Home of at least 4 confirmed pedos and one serial urinal shitter, it proudly brings the values of toxic masculinity into the 21st century.
Many of these said bellends twats try (and fail) to woo the finest of south wilts grammar school for girls. This generally ends up badly.
It has an air of superiority to other schools simply because it has a slogan written in latin
The place is falling apart despite what the commoners in other local (peasant) schools think.
Its teachers are a mixed lot, many of the teachers’ hairlines can be measured with sin cos and tan and
it also features the only currently know wheelchair bound PE teacher
Seriously, don’t go there, its not worth having to learn latin and getting tenderly but firmly pegged by your peers just to say you go to Bishop Wordsworths grammar school for boys.
Home of at least 4 confirmed pedos and one serial urinal shitter, it proudly brings the values of toxic masculinity into the 21st century.
Lancaster boys grammar
A grammar school for boys, have girlfriends at the Lancaster girls grammar. The school is divided by two groups of people, swats and normal people. The normal boys are good looking and amazing at rugby. They have it all, clever and good looking. They are the most normal people in Lancaster. The chavs go to Morecambe, our lady's, Skerton and Central. Grammar boys are fit as!
They have the best girl friends ever! see above.
They have the best girl friends ever! see above.
Lancaster boys grammar by free hugs. December 20, 2010
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)