Wegu
A wegu is a word invented in Qala, a small village in Gozo, Malta's sister Island. It is sometimes used for a painful joke.
Wegu by nathannnnnn February 8, 2009
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Wegue
(pronounced weh-qay) From FIFA 2010 (Kalemba by Bueaka Som Sistema), to wegue meaning to play FIFA. Can be extended to everyday life, meaning I'm going to wegue or let's wegue or you trying to wegue? Wegue is the best thing one can do, the best available option is to wegue. To wegue is to be bad ass.
Wegue by wegueweguewegue October 21, 2009
Wegue
(pronounced weh-qay) From FIFA 2010 (Kalemba by Bueaka Som Sistema), Its used when you almost get caught during sex with a married woman by her husband but you manage to run away but you left your Benfica jersey behind.
Ex1:"Dude you cant believe my afternoon , i was fucking this girl and her husband got home soon, so i had to wegue out of there the fast as i can, im gonna miss that shirt"
Ex2:
Bruno de Carvalho: "Almost caught someone fucking my wife but he wegue before i could catch him, i know this because he left this sweet jersey behind"
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Bruno de Carvalho: "Almost caught someone fucking my wife but he wegue before i could catch him, i know this because he left this sweet jersey behind"
Wegue by Wingless Unicorn October 4, 2016
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
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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)