Jaffacaking
Jaffacaking by Rogers lambs June 4, 2017
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Jaffacaking
A sex move involving two humans in a hugging missionary position, a black person on top and a white person on the bottom. However before engaging in coitus, a jar of orange jam is spread on the white persons torso, mimicking the construction of a McVities orange Jaffa cake.
1: Honey! did you get the orange jam?
2 : No sorry honey i forgot.
1: Damn, then we wont be Jaffacaking tonight.
2 : No sorry honey i forgot.
1: Damn, then we wont be Jaffacaking tonight.
Jaffacaking by AimesVetch December 15, 2019
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Jaffa caking
When a guy bends over and inserts sponge cake into his own arse, he dips his dick in chocolate and uses this to jerk off. Just as he is about to cum he shoves an orange in his mouth to muffle the scream. Once ejactulated then fart out the sponge cake.
Jaffa caking by Jaffacakemaster October 10, 2019
breatharian
breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
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A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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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)