They believe in rod, ... and Jacky Tar, the son of a gun, who was conceived of unholy boast, born of the fighting navy ... (James Joyce: Ulysses, PICADOR, 1997, p. 314).
A Jack Tard idiot is a cross between a Jack Ass and Tard. Jack tards are not responsible for their actions, although they should be. Usually mucking up things for the rest of society.
That Jack Tard took up two spaces in a car lot. Jack tards write checks in an express lane. Also, Jack tards don't know the difference between merging and yielding on a highway.
A person who works on highway or roadside construction while working with tar and crushed rock.
A British hillbilly located somewhere in the Adirondacks in the states of Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine, or New York. Nobody is aware as to where they come from or how they got to where they are, but they are infamous for appearing out of forests near rarely used highways and pulling down their pants, shaking their ass in front of cars passing by before returning to the woods in which they appeared. They have also been seen paddling bare naked in wooden canoes when it is raining heavily, only wearing a pair of construction ear muffs, with one of the ears having had the silicone removed from it. Known places of residence of Tarmac Jacks are often red white and blue tool sheds in the middle of nowhere next to a desolate road with at least one hundred "kill Biden," or "fuck Biden" signs in the front. The most common locations that these men are found are in Tupper Lake, New York and Stark, Vermont and Berlin, New York, and sometimes, but very rarely, Concord, New Hampshire.
Well, looks you've scored yourself a job as a roadside worker, Jim. You'll be a real Tarmac Jack now!
Who's that weird motherfucker shaking his ass in front of our car?
Ah, don't worry 'bout that, Jimmy boy. That's just one of them lunatic Tarmac Jacks.
The word 'flag' as pronounced by people with thick Belfast accents. The term is a perfect encapsulation of the disproportionate and overblown reaction to the removal of the Union Jack (as in 'de fleg') from above City Hall in Belfast. Where previously it had flown for 365 days per year, it is now flown on 17 designated days of the year - in line with many other British cities.
The event caused a portion of the Protestant community ('fleggers') to make international pricks of themselves as they proceeded to wreck the fucking place, claiming it was another erosion of a 'British' identity they perceive to have been under attack since the horrifying spectre of equality reared its head in Northern Ireland.
The word 'fleg' - and indeed 'fleggers' - fittingly describes a section of humanity unconcerned with knowledge, reality or the vagaries of the English language. Like America's tea-baggers they are ruled by instinct, fear and paranoia with a side dish of rampant bigotry and startling ignorance of the world around them.
"Wat de fuck like! The taigs got de fleg took down! Let's wreck de fuckin place! No surrender!"
"De fleg has been took down! Before ye know it there'll be a united Ireland! Attack Short Strand! God Save The Queen!"