The act of taking a straw, inserting it into your ass and having someone spitball a narcotic, most commonly cocaine, up into the cavity. Also known as a booty bump, this method of drug-ingestion allows the substance to be more quickly absorbed into the blood through the porous anal membranes. Rumor has it that Pat Benatar would have her roadies perform the "Pat Benatar" before her shows.
Where's the Roadie? I need him to Pat Benatar me before I bring down the house with "Love is a Battlefield."
An artist that didn't want the adults she really wrote the song Hell is for children about to know she was trying to tease them, so she said she and a few others wrote it about child abuse, thinking that nobody could possibly understand or decipher the lyrics.
Pat Benatar was mean spirited, but pretended to write songs supporting people to make herself look good.
A music artist that didn't want the adults she really wrote the song Hell is for Children about to know she was trying to tease them by claiming it was about child abuse, since nobody but her could possibly decipher any of the lyrics written by her or others that wrote songs for her.
Pat Benatar was mean spirited (at least her image was) and wanted to pretend her songs supported others to make herself look good and wholesome, while also looking edgy and dangerous, to have the best that came with both worlds.
While receiving fellatio, you give a female a short hair cut. Upon climax you have said female sing "hit me with your best shot" as you cum on her new do........fire awaaaaaaaaaaay!
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. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)