Man sprout
That awkward length when your hair is not long enough to be a man bun, but it's long enough to go into a pony tail
Man sprout by allisooon99 May 15, 2017
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Man Sprouts
A pseudonym for the male reproductive organs that produce the sperm necessary for injection into the female (or Male) for the purpose of providing pleasure to said female (or Male), or impregnating the female to produce offspring, so called because as in the vegetable, you either love them or hate them (like Marmite)
Jenny went down on her man and took his man sprouts into her mouth, how she loved the taste and texture.
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Rob pushed Jane's head gently toward his man sprouts, Jane instinctively pushed back as the thought of it reminded her of what it must feel like to lick a cats fur-ball.
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Rob pushed Jane's head gently toward his man sprouts, Jane instinctively pushed back as the thought of it reminded her of what it must feel like to lick a cats fur-ball.
Man Sprouts by bongodrums24 February 14, 2012
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breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
Word of the Day on June 3, 2026
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was 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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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress by Rok'n'rol Wannabe October 19, 2006
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
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)