meat gravy
meat gravy by Crey November 14, 2013
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Meat Potatos and Gravy
a person with such Pharyngeal fortitude, that is able to insert a man's full penis package into their mouth while still able to lick the anal area.
Meat Potatos and Gravy by monkeyjibberjabber July 22, 2009
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One man's meat, another man's gravy.
A nice twist on one mans meat, another man's poison. Where neither option is that bad. Invites thought , laughter and useful for pub banter.
Originated in the pubs of South London in the 1940s.
Originated in the pubs of South London in the 1940s.
I don't know Bill, I don't know what he sees in her.
"One man's meat, another man's gravy."
Long pause...
"But which is better? Meat or gravy?"
"Exactly."
"One man's meat, another man's gravy."
Long pause...
"But which is better? Meat or gravy?"
"Exactly."
One man's meat, another man's gravy. by LenSeaside January 25, 2025
breatharian
breatharian by leena gabor November 8, 2005
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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)