Rolltate
Rolltate by heybrother November 20, 2011
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rollmate
Noun: Similar to a rave bae, a rollmate is the person you meet at a rave and become soulmates with while rolling with MDMA/ecstacy. For the duration of the rave/festival the two of you are inseparable with one another as the pills kick in. You taken a unspoken vow to one another; promising to give: head massages, shoulder massages, make out sessions, heavy grinding, hair pulling, shoulder rides, gum, and vick's. As the roll comes down, the feelings for one another becomes less and less intense until the night is over. You may even exchange phone numbers and facebook info but most likely you will just trade instagram and snapchat.
"I had a rollmate at EDC last year; she liked some of my IG posts so I am going to DM her and see if she's going to go to Hard Summer."
Person 1: "You know that guy I met at the rave last weekend and we danced whole night? Well he hasn't been responding to my texts."
Person 2: "Aww, he was probably just a rollmate. We will find you another one this weekend."
Person 1: "You know that guy I met at the rave last weekend and we danced whole night? Well he hasn't been responding to my texts."
Person 2: "Aww, he was probably just a rollmate. We will find you another one this weekend."
rollmate by 50shadesofminh January 29, 2018
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
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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)