A fork of Rural Dictionary
Referring to any object of food
I got the fucking munchies. I need some firglesnap
"Hip" abbreviation of "London Metropolitan University" recently adopted under its new image change drive. A byword for crippling bureaucracy as well as a focal point for no talent 'Meeja' student wannabes with Ipods and ironic t-shirts talking crap about Marxism while playing with their greasy ponytails.
I tried to take a crap at LondonMet but had to fill this form out in triplicate and get it stamped by Jesus. I should expect my toilet validation smartcard in 6 to eight weeks, at least thats what the guy with the crap ponytail in a Magic Roundabout t-shirt said while trying to get me to buy a copy of "The Socialist Worker"...
Ireland is at the western-most edge of Europe, and a rather wonderful edge it is. Its people, along with the Americans and Asians have salvaged the English language as an artistic force. Unfortunately Ireland harbours a peculier condition whereby everything North American, regardless of its stupidity, is considered exceptionally 'grand'. Coupled with this Ireland has a tendency for its less educated, yet more vocal 10% of the population to bleat nonsense about 'Black and Tans' and generally deride the English, this is regardless of the fact that during WW2, the joint would have become Hitler's private golfing resort without them. It is a site of: Unmatched art and culture Willful ignorance, hypocricy and begrudgery A technically perfect quasi-socialist Government High rural suicide rates Inflatable tri-colour hammers Heaney Yeats Shaw Friel Bogs Casual racism Cultural openness Challenging, maddening, gorgeous women Rampant alcoholism Men with square heads Ginger children People called Seamus Passports with harps on them Crap roads Introspection Bosco the puppet Stereotypically superior potatos
Ireland generally is confused, self-contradictory, flawed and possibly the most honestly human place on Earth because of it. Thank fuck for that...
An individual so singularly dedicated to pussy ingestion that pussy becomes the main component of said individuals diet...
That Martin is such a cuntivore, last time he sneezed a tampon was blasted from his left nostril travelling almost 40 yards at speeds approaching 74 mph..
The manifest divine wrath of a vengefull God in punishment for screwing.
God: Thou shalt button up thine fly or I shall become wroth with thee! Guy: Uhhh, nay(?) <KAZAMM> Child: Wah, scream, crap, cash drain etc... Guy: Oh crud God: I told thee... Chick: Wheres my 75% share of your salary? Guy: Oh crud God: DONT say I didnt tell thee...