adythia
adythia by BigDick121296 October 26, 2020
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adythia by BigDick121296 October 26, 2020
adythia
a literal god, also known as Ghandi. Has a body count of 8481482, and usually teases a guy called Nicholas for being shit at maths and liking someone, and hates a guy called Iko because he keeps stealing his water bottle. Adthyias come in a wide variety of shapes and sizes, mostly short and stubby. They enjoy waddling around like little penguins and saying thigs like "mer-eh-eh".
adythia by BigDick121296 October 26, 2020
adythia
a literal god, also known as Ghandi. Has a body count of 848148, and usually teases a guy called Nicholas for being shit at maths and liking someone, and hates a guy called Iko because he keeps stealing his water bottle. Adthyias come in a wide variety of shapes and sizes, mostly short and stubby. They enjoy waddling around like little penguins and saying thigs like "mer-eh-eh".
adythia by BigDick121296 October 26, 2020
Alythia
Alythia's are usually quiet people but once you get to know an Alythia, they have a voice of their own. They are funny, smart, and beautiful. Alythia's are good friends who have a bright future. They are usually shy. They are usually insecure but have beauty inside and out. Alythia's don't mind having fun and getting crazy. If you are lucky enough to date an Alythia, you'll see yourself in love. They are usually sensitive and compassionate.
Alythia by i_love_you_dude September 26, 2013
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)