Squeezing your Dong into the Cinnamon Ring of your hot girlfriend, Anal Sex, Mudding.
Kyle: "Hey baby, lets try anal sex."
Maria: "No way, I'm scared."
Kyle: "Why?"
Maria: "Cuz you're so GINORMOUS!"
Kyle: "Don't worry baby, you won't feel a thing." ;)
Maria: "Ok...if you say so."
(27 minutes later)
Maria: "Oh baby! That was some Special Love!"
Kyle: "It sure was....Who wants a Fudgesicle?"
The kind of love described in Placebo's song Special K. You are so in love with another person, that it leaves you dazed, confused, unable to move. It's so chaotic, but you feel like no relief will ever come. But even though it's so hard, you never want it to die, you never want to crash or hit rock botom. Unescapable love.
Girl: Wow Jake I think I'm in Special K love with you.
Boy: Your love for me is like horse tranquilizers?
Girl: Well.. yes. I can't control myself.
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!
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. PenguinBooks,1992. p. 38)