Skojalate
To vigorously mix two different and/or separate type's, media's, or idea's for a delightful and unforeseen outcome.
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skoalster
Skoalsters are skoal holsters that are extremely durable.
Skoalsters are made out of a material called kydex which is extremely durable and easy to clean. They are worn on you belt which are great for keeping out of the way from being crushed and also within a hands reach for easy use!
Skoalsters are made out of a material called kydex which is extremely durable and easy to clean. They are worn on you belt which are great for keeping out of the way from being crushed and also within a hands reach for easy use!
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skopulate
Skopulate
trans. verb
Other forms: skopulated, skopulates, skopulating
n. skopulation
Word origin: skopos + manipulate
Def.:
1. To manipulate the outcome to suit a purpose (skopos), however irrelevant or outrageous.
2. To justify such a manipulation.
3. To unfairly steer a decision or a process towards a manifest purpose.
trans. verb
Other forms: skopulated, skopulates, skopulating
n. skopulation
Word origin: skopos + manipulate
Def.:
1. To manipulate the outcome to suit a purpose (skopos), however irrelevant or outrageous.
2. To justify such a manipulation.
3. To unfairly steer a decision or a process towards a manifest purpose.
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)