A squalid vagina; or more specifically, a black hooker's stank-nasty vagina that does not get skull from the mens.
"We just straight out fuck. That's it. Two minutes and we're done. He ain't never ate... the poonanchee... right?"
"Please get your poonanchee away from my face. It smells like burnthair and stale farts."
the hipsters had planned a riot to protest wine prices... they organized a rally and sat down quietly with their chardonnays in the park. It was a planarchy