A "groupie" for racecar drivers. The distinctive cross-patterns on their bellies are acquired by wearing a halter top and tightly pressing their over-tanned bodies up against the chain link fence which separates them from their objects of desire (the racecar drivers).
The cross patterns closely resemble the patterns (but perhaps the the inverse) of those seen in Belgian waffles.
Wow dude, I was at a dirt track race in Topeka last week and some drunk wafflebellies saw my Dale Jr. hat and totally started necking on me. After my hickies go away, let's go back out there and get'r'done!
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)