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Beccles
A small market town in Norfolk notorious for being the only spot on planet Earth that is less developed than South Sudan.
Paganism is the town's main religion and 99% of the population is illiterate. Inhabitants spend their their days plowing fields. Potatoes are considered a delicacy in the town.
Folk of the town pass the time by performing acts of beastiality and insect. The weekly witch trials are the highlight of the week for everyone who lives in the town.
An inhabitant of Beccles can be identified by their extra finger on each hand and their webbed feet.
Paganism is the town's main religion and 99% of the population is illiterate. Inhabitants spend their their days plowing fields. Potatoes are considered a delicacy in the town.
Folk of the town pass the time by performing acts of beastiality and insect. The weekly witch trials are the highlight of the week for everyone who lives in the town.
An inhabitant of Beccles can be identified by their extra finger on each hand and their webbed feet.
Beccles by A Cultured Man With Sense December 27, 2022
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
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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!
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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)