self-ownage
self-ownage by DarkDuskX December 30, 2005
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When you do something utterly stupid you aren't even aware of, in a situation where your preferences are very much out of place.
<+Quakeulf> Onderhond: It's an universal rule that CS, trance and bimbo-porn fits together in a holy triangle
<Hamilton> Quake, so? you're friends, my cousin listens to rap and plays CS, me, I listen to R&B
<+Quakeulf> They're all equally as awful
<~Onderhond> Hamilton ...
<+Quakeulf> Self-ownage
<Hamilton> Quake, so? you're friends, my cousin listens to rap and plays CS, me, I listen to R&B
<+Quakeulf> They're all equally as awful
<~Onderhond> Hamilton ...
<+Quakeulf> Self-ownage
self-ownage by Quakeulf May 17, 2004
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Self Ownage
This is quite literal. Its is when someone says or does something which results in them 'Owning' themselves.
Tungesh: (24/7/08)Hey guys, Look the A8 just came out. OMG
Nicolas: Lol Tungesh, its the R8 not the A8 (1st ownage) & also the R8 isnt new
Justin:.... It came out like 2 years ago
Colin: Thats a great discovery Tungesh, have u informed AUDI??
Arun: SELF OWNAGE and HUMILIATED
Nicolas: Lol Tungesh, its the R8 not the A8 (1st ownage) & also the R8 isnt new
Justin:.... It came out like 2 years ago
Colin: Thats a great discovery Tungesh, have u informed AUDI??
Arun: SELF OWNAGE and HUMILIATED
Self Ownage by AdnanC August 18, 2008
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)