Pussyvision
Pussyvision by Poopemoji April 20, 2016
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guy - hey can I ask your pussypinion on something?
girl - ye' what's up?
guy - what do think of my new christmas sweater?
girl - OMG!! totally! that's so cute!!
guy - really?? my mom bought it for me
girl - noo wayy! your mom is so cooool! we could be like best friends
girl - ye' what's up?
guy - what do think of my new christmas sweater?
girl - OMG!! totally! that's so cute!!
guy - really?? my mom bought it for me
girl - noo wayy! your mom is so cooool! we could be like best friends
pussypinion by pussypurveyor November 27, 2013
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When all man see is pussy ... in some cases advance involuntary pussy vision .. starts at most cases in the USA man experiences pussy vision at age of 4
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Pussyrosion
It’s when her shit is so busted out from sheer quantity of cocks taken over time that the labial folds and clit kinda just subtly melds into the rest of the surrounding skin
Dude 1: did u crack fine shyt yet?
Dude 2: nah bro I was right about that one having an infinite body count when she spread her legs all I saw was eroded pussy call that pussyrosion
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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)