A tosser from Scotland; one prone to driving a car with an 'Ecosse' bumper sticker figleafing his ingrained hatred for the English.
Your Ecosser is the best-balanced person in the world; he has a chip on both shoulders.
Wearside. Rancid male body odour.
Christ aal fuckin mighty, this room reeks o' yer fuckin foist, wor lad.
An act of masturbation involving non-living organic material; specifically, one performed by night in a clearing at solstice while repeatedly grimvoking the name of the Necrowizard. Suitable receptacles for necrobation include the still-lukewarm carcasses of homopriests.
Coining credit goes to Seth Putnam of Impaled Northern Moonforest.
The kvlt necrolyte of Shub-Niggurath done a necrobation into the frozen orifice of the homocleric... bloodlustfully.
The agonisingly painful experience that is fellatio from a person with big teeth - be it Janet Street Porter, Lara Lewington, Esther Rantzen or indeed the eponymous Ken Dodd.
'Fancy another Dodd job, Normski?'
'No thank you Janet. By the way, have you seen the iodine?'
(credit: Profanisaurus)
A paedophile, a nonce, a kiddy-fiddler. Lifted from Chris Morris' Brass Eye special.
Between you an' me and these four walls, Greville Janner is an unreclaimed slotbadger.
Post Office slang for fragile items that have, possibly deliberately, been smashed. Failed Under Kinetic Testing.
This Dambusters clock plate's came from the main sorting office and it looks like it's FUKT.
Aside from its conventional meaning (look it up) can be used as a substitute for 'cool' or 'worthy' in the company of fringe metalheads and acolytes of the Necrowizard.
Amon Amarth are chthonic as fuck.