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That kid other there is so Rajaniemi.
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Rajanikhil Malaramuthan
Rajanikhil Malaramuthan is an absolutely horrible person to maintain any relationship with. He is happy let alone. He doesn’t post cringe posts / videos, just because he is alone. He hates people calling themselves proud single and those people who portray themselves / associate themselves with boomer attitude. He has certain values and types in life that nobody else can’t understand. He is extremely interested in politics and think every move that anyone makes is extremely political. He is anything but NOT a sexist, racist, casteist, homophobe, imperialist or a xenophobic. Although, sometimes like any other normal human being it comes out of him, unconsciously. But he understands that its wrong and without denying it, he unlearns every now and then. He is a strange and weird non-nooliban.
People might think that Rajanikhil Malaramuthan just hates the noolibans, but its not just that. He also hates people who were born out of fire and those who call themselves as ‘god-arse’. Other than that he also doesn’t have any admiration for ‘country-arse’, ‘underwear-arse’, ‘red-tea-arse’ and anyone who have their face tucked inside their arse.
Rajanikhil Malaramuthan by Rajanikhil November 24, 2021
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)