While a man is laying naked, flat on his back, a woman sits upon his erect erection and imagines her pussy is a beautiful bushy paint brush spelling out the letters 'C O C O N U T S' in a rhythmic sexual flow of motion.
Chad: "Nancy was totally spelling coconuts last night and now I think she's pregnant"
Brad: "oh fuck.....
Chad:.....
Brad:....
Chad and Brad: "I fucking love COCONUTS"
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)