pooja behaviour
pooja behaviour by whatIsThisBehaiour!? April 13, 2019
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Pooja what is this behaviour
creating drama on purpose and staying mad,
example: intentionally kicking the dustbin for absolutely no reason
example: intentionally kicking the dustbin for absolutely no reason
girl1: Pooja what is this behaviour?
Pooja: sorry, i kicked it by mistake
girl: you cannot kick it by mistake!
pooja: then pick it up if it bother's you
girl: you pick it up
pooja: you donot tell me what to do
girl: or what? are you gonna hit me?
Pooja: YOU ARE ASKING FOR IT, YOU ARE DYING FOR IT!
get off my back!
Pooja: sorry, i kicked it by mistake
girl: you cannot kick it by mistake!
pooja: then pick it up if it bother's you
girl: you pick it up
pooja: you donot tell me what to do
girl: or what? are you gonna hit me?
Pooja: YOU ARE ASKING FOR IT, YOU ARE DYING FOR IT!
get off my back!
Pooja what is this behaviour by Ishita Singh February 5, 2022
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or
"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
or
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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)