fartocrite
Jo is such a fartocrite. She's always farting in bed, but when I fart, she freaks out and runs out of the room waving her hands around!
fartocrite by Rae F December 24, 2007
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fatocrite
A disgustingly fat person who (usually while eating a salad) makes a comment about the unhealthiness of something you are eating.
I was trying to enjoy my hamburger but Lena kept talking about all the fat and carbs it contained while shoveling pile after pile of salad in her mouth. That bitch has a lot of nerve- she weighs 425. She's such a fatocrite.
fatocrite by chester B. Arthur April 28, 2009
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Fartacrite
If a horrendous smelling or sounding fart had come from your spouse, you would want to kill them. Be grossed out. Repulsed.
Same fart comes from your body, then there is absolutely nothing wrong with the fart. In fact is smells rose like and sounds like the hum of a violin.
Therefore the person is a fartacrite.
Same fart comes from your body, then there is absolutely nothing wrong with the fart. In fact is smells rose like and sounds like the hum of a violin.
Therefore the person is a fartacrite.
Fartacrite by Ambethan March 27, 2011
fartocline
The gradient of stench resulting in a differential temperature between recently expelled methane (farts) and the surrounding air. This creates a layer of hot rancid air.
Person 1: 'I've been farting all night, and I suggest you lie down and stay under the fartocline'
Person 2: 'It's okay I've just added to it, looks like we won't be able to stand up for a while.....'
Person 2: 'It's okay I've just added to it, looks like we won't be able to stand up for a while.....'
fartocline by Harrypotterthatsme May 29, 2016
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)