blow my hair back
The act to blow your hair back is to give your self an "O". You can also blow somone else's hair back.
blow my hair back by Ablanda Shitpony December 28, 2010
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Whatever blows your hair back
People are diverse and their preferences are correspondingly diverse. Some might like sports cars and watches or other tech gadgets etc.
Bill: Hey, did see that new Seiko 5 watch that came out yesterday?
Rudolph: No, I'm not a fan of watches.
Bill: Dude, it's one of the best entry watches right now. I'm definitely getting one.
Rudolph: Whatever blows your hair back, dude. Like I told you, I'm not a fan of watches.
Rudolph: No, I'm not a fan of watches.
Bill: Dude, it's one of the best entry watches right now. I'm definitely getting one.
Rudolph: Whatever blows your hair back, dude. Like I told you, I'm not a fan of watches.
Whatever blows your hair back by liprox May 14, 2022
breatharian
breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
Word of the Day on June 3, 2026
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
or
"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
or
"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)