When a man is fucking a woman with a tall Texas hat on in the dead of winter and pulls out right before she cums, and says she needs to pay the toll to finish.
Thotiana: I'm gonna cum!!
Brandon: *Pulls out* Sorry ma'am. No one rides for free. You gotta pay the toll...
Thotiana: Are you really giving me a Frosty Texas Turnpike?
Brandon: *Holds out hand*
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. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)