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Goofy Doofus by LocalPerson March 17, 2025
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Miss Applecock: Emma, how do you feel?
Emma: i feel goofydoofysillywoofymoofyyoofysilly today! Thanks for asking.
Miss Applecock: Whatthefuck???
Jake: THAT ISNT A REAL WORD!
Emma: YES THE FUCK IT IS!!!! I LITERALLY SEARCHED IT ON URBAN DICTIONARY AND ITS REAL! SEARCH IT YOURSELF!!!!!
Miss Applecock: Emma is right, Jake im gonna have to give you detention for lying!
Emma: i feel goofydoofysillywoofymoofyyoofysilly today! Thanks for asking.
Miss Applecock: Whatthefuck???
Jake: THAT ISNT A REAL WORD!
Emma: YES THE FUCK IT IS!!!! I LITERALLY SEARCHED IT ON URBAN DICTIONARY AND ITS REAL! SEARCH IT YOURSELF!!!!!
Miss Applecock: Emma is right, Jake im gonna have to give you detention for lying!
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Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
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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)