fuppie

Scottish. Affectionately descriptive of a lady's sexual furniture.

Scot: Fock me, hinnie, yeir fuppie's leik a moose's ear.

RP: Good lord, my dear. What an exceptionally well-appointed vulva you do have.

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dago

Brit derog for a Spanish person, not an Italian.

That Dago fooled the wife and me alright - Betjeman

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NSDAP

Necro-Sodomising Dread Acolytes Party. The ruling faction and only political organisation permitted under the bleak, frostbitten, arcane and longed-for hegemony of Planet Norway.

When the Age of Frost begins, my grimling, this puny, lukewarm Social-Democratic state will be inverted into the billion-year NSDAP rike tyranny seamily and with the maximum of unpleasantness.

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pie-curious

A binge eater. Otherwise normal, one who, at times, feels himself powerfully drawn towards the non-salad end of the buffet table.

I became pie-curious after an enjoyable but ultimately damaging experience in my second year at college.

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hippy

Vermin. Cosseted baby-boomers who expressed their generational feeling of inadequacy by toxic passivity, stale groupthought and, above all, moaning about anything and everything. Most of them have long since sold out, but they are still to be found here and there - many in suspended animation on 'soft' university courses, or in larger groups at tenth-rate music festivals in a state of drug-accelerated senility.

Some fucking hippy asked for directions to the university, so I sent him up Scotswood Road where he got filled in by a large gang of smackrats. Funny as fuck.

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Fourth Vorn

The Forlorn Vorn. The lusted-after coming age of terror and chthonic despair.

Will be ushered in at the Breaking of the Third Vorn - the Vorn of the Homochrist, which will be sooner than you think.

At this cathartic point, the poofternicious stranglehomold of egalitarianism, socialism and Christianity shall evaporate and be replaced with the most baleful and universal acknowledgement of the Necrowizard's bleak eternal supremacy of frost.

By Vorthak, my droogs! This pathetick homoverse breathes its last! And we are privileged enough to be bidden to its fall! ALL HAIL THE FOURTH VORN OF PERPETUAL BLASPHEMODESOLATION!

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foist

Wearside. Rancid male body odour.

Christ aal fuckin mighty, this room reeks o' yer fuckin foist, wor lad.

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