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my part-time lover and a full time friend
a guy who you will always love to be around because of his rocking personality but occasionally you turn to him when you crave a hookup. You will always love him but the circumstances do not allow you to have a true relationship so you treasure the intimate times you share but know you cannot get fully attached. This is often the case with couples who break up..
" You're my part-time lover and a full time friend" from the song by the moldy peaches.. featured in the movie Juno :)
-my ex boyfriend Max is my part-time lover and my full time friend. He's such as sweet guy and a the best romantic partner but he lives to far away to be my man.
-my ex boyfriend Max is my part-time lover and my full time friend. He's such as sweet guy and a the best romantic partner but he lives to far away to be my man.
my part-time lover and a full time friend by Nina Campbell January 19, 2008
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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)