Honeycomb Hideout
Honeycomb Hideout by Chick-N-Bone August 8, 2005
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Honeycomb Hideout
"Ay mane lez go down to tha honeycomb hideout"
"we gettn bitches?"
"hell yeah we gettn bitches...& sum weed 2...damn"
"we gettn bitches?"
"hell yeah we gettn bitches...& sum weed 2...damn"
Honeycomb Hideout by Juice Mane October 3, 2007
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honeycomb hideout
a house like the crib somewhere you and yo patna's or yo gurl just hang or if you throw a party u know just somewhere theres no limits like" ayy we throwin a party at the honeycomb hideout"
honeycomb hideout by wananias March 13, 2008
Honeycomb Hideout
Yo quick get in the honeycomb hideout before you die.
They ain't hittin me with a grenade I'm all up in this honeycomb hideout.
They ain't hittin me with a grenade I'm all up in this honeycomb hideout.
Honeycomb Hideout by C to the J from the P to the A February 21, 2008
Honeycomb Hideout
Your parents house you eat, sleep, and don't have a job. You invite your friends over and have a good time and expect nothing to do. You also trash the whole place without thinking of you cleaning up yourself. So, you would be called a guest in the "Honeycomb Hideout."
Hey my parents just cleaned the house.
Perfect time to trash it and do nothing here in the Honeycomb Hideout.
Perfect time to trash it and do nothing here in the Honeycomb Hideout.
Honeycomb Hideout by MaryDidIt May 15, 2016
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)