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I am hot
If you have searched this then speculations are correct, you are indeed, extremely attractive. Congratulations, you receive a coffee mug, an obnoxious letterman jacket and the hate of all ugly people!
Gertrude- "Why does my life suck so much?"
Jared- "Awww.... It's because you're an ugly person"
Gertrude- "That's not true!"
Jared- "Yes it is, look at me I am hot and i love life!"
Jared- "Awww.... It's because you're an ugly person"
Gertrude- "That's not true!"
Jared- "Yes it is, look at me I am hot and i love life!"
I am hot by Jared is hot December 19, 2009
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I am Ready For Hot Lovin'
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hey baby, stop that coolik and come on over i'm ready for hot lovin now not when youre done with the coolik!!
I am Ready For Hot Lovin' by wallis and futuna islands October 16, 2003
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
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
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)