Flesh Hammer
Flesh Hammer by jgesq April 20, 2007
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Flash Hammered
When consuming alcohol or cannabis and your body absorbs it as an abnormal rate. You become speedily inebriated and it takes you by surprise .
Flash Hammered by Seagullpants August 22, 2021
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Fresh from the hamper
When one runs out of clean clothes and is forced to dig around in the hamper in search of clothes that don't smell awful or have stains. You can tell that the clothes are fresh from the hamper when they are wrinkled and smell a little like yeast and moldy growth.
Ariela: See that girl over there? Her Interlochen uniform smells like Febreze... does she smoke?
Sterling: I don't think so... See how wrinkly and sweat stained her blouse is? Her outfit must be fresh from the hamper.
Sterling: I don't think so... See how wrinkly and sweat stained her blouse is? Her outfit must be fresh from the hamper.
Fresh from the hamper by rainthesnowaway July 22, 2011
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
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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)