The most amazing person in the whole world. She really does not eat scabs, but she once did. She enjoys pulling on peoples big toes until they come off. People are fascinated by her and someday there will be a degree devoted to the studies of her.
"I was swimming in the Columbia River when all of the sudden i felt a tug on my big toe. It came from Mad dog the hobbling recovering scab eating toe caper"
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. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)