A malleable chunk of unsweetened chocolate that taste like a dried slab of monkey shit with old unusual nuts jammed inside to simulate the sight of something tasty. But the only thing you’ll be tasting once you sink you teeth into this bar is the immediate trauma caused by it personified by the ever lasting taste in you mouth.
“Hey Todd I just bought five Larabars... that’s $7 I’m never getting back”
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!
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)