Waking up alone in the morning after a heavy night out, surrounded by remnants of chicken nuggets. You suddenly feel horny and hungry and proclaim this to all the neighbours through open windows.
Bloody hell the next door neighbour turned up hammered last night. I saw them arrive with a massive bag of chicken nuggies. He must have passed out and woken up horny, with the nuggets stuck to his face. I heard several “wankydoodledo’s” at 6am.
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)