Vleavage
When a woman’s labia is so pronounced, that when she hikes up her yoga pants, it looks like a pair of tits coming out of her twat.
Vleavage by Cum Fungus April 17, 2023
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Veavågen
Veavågen is a place in Western norway, which also is the most conservative place in norway. No place hates gay people more, and no place has such a strong connection to god such as Veavågen. Many famous people are born and raised there, for example the black-metal-satanist Rasmus Steinnes. The french princess Clarisse, Alf Kristian the politican and Kris, the porno-guy. Veavågen raised the conservative Alf Kristian, a man who both loves killing jews and stamping on womens rights. Veavågen is in other words, the best place you possibly can grow up at.
"hey, wanna go to Veavågen?"
"Ye man, but i really hope you are not gay, because then Alf Kristian will beat your ass"
"Ye man, but i really hope you are not gay, because then Alf Kristian will beat your ass"
Veavågen by snuzmumrikken January 28, 2022
breatharian
breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
Word of the Day on June 3, 2026
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
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
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)