When someone erks you soul and you just wannaknock the crack out of them
You:eating candy minding your own business
Sister:*snatches candy*
You: Your erk my soul and you got me more chopped than pork chop (you see where I was going with the pork chops no oh okay) your erking my soul you got me chopped sis
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)