A fork of Rural Dictionary
Guy 1: “Bitchblower don’t need no f**king balls!” Guy 2: “Eh, you a s**tty c**t!” Guy 3 (the b***hblower): “Language!” Guy 1/2: F**K OFF, GERALD!
Swear words in Māori. They aren’t usually the same as the English ones. They include: * upokokohua - boiled head * kai hamuti/kai roke - eat shit * tō raho - your balls (used similar to 'dickhead') * tō teke - your vagina (used similar to 'cunt') * koe kurī - you dog * ngote raho - sucking balls * pokotiwha - bastard
White guy: Do you know any Māori swear words? In particular, what’s fuck in Māori? Māori: There is no word for fuck in Māori. White guy: Āhahā! (Damn!) not a swear word
Are you high? Seriously, are you high and drunk enough? Bastard.
Because dragon deez nuts!
Your balls are being taken. Why’s it called dragon?
1. An extinct New Zealand bird. 2. A sexual moan that primary school kids in Australia and New Zealand yell. They will say “CAN SOMEBODY GIVE ME A HOIIIIIIA!” and then the kids repeat. The kids don’t know what it means (the older ones do).
A Frenchman. It is not derogatory, same as Aussie, Kiwi and Kanuck.
1st person: “! Eh, Jacques Cousteau, the Frenchy. Yeah I know him, he actually made scuba!” 2nd person: “E.R.B made a rap of him versing Steve Irwin, Steve won.” 1st person: “We Frenchies believe Jacques won and boiled him like frog legs, scampi, horse meat and escargot in a stew mister, I’ll serve you bitch lasagne, m**k!” 3rd person: “I hate m**ks, Irish motherf**kers have Jacksepticeye in Dublin, I agree with him!” 2nd person: “Shut the f**k up you Indian c**t!”
A fing dat we pirates speak ‘n’ we feed ye to the crocs ‘n’ find me a seagrass plain while we’re stranded on a ship lookin’ for treasure buried on the sand ‘n’ ya yeet we be talkin’ to our parrots, makin’ sushi ‘n’ bein’ a water rat, me hearteys. Me heart so small ‘cause I a pirate! Ma, ha, ha. Ye shark, yer easy I’ll batter ye! Sail away with our scurvy mateys and arrgh I’ll be a sea monkey’s uncle when I say ‘r’ is our second favourite letter but ‘c’ is first because we always be near the sea. Her beauty awaits stealin’ oil tankers and findin’ golden doubloons in chests ‘n’ fishin’ for new boots and no education arrgh
Redneck: “Oy ol’ mate ‘er says do pirate speak!” City dude: “Yeah!” both chanting pirate speak Pirate: “No way Jose! Okay, A fing dat we pirates speak ‘n’ we feed ye to the crocs ‘n’ find me a seagrass plain while we’re stranded on a ship lookin’ for treasure buried on the sand ‘n’ ya yeet we be talkin’ to our parrots, makin’ sushi ‘n’ bein’ a water rat, me hearteys. Me heart so small ‘cause I a pirate! Ma, ha, ha. Ye shark, yer easy I’ll batter ye! Sail away with our scurvy mateys and arrgh I’ll be a sea monkey’s uncle when I say ‘r’ is our second favourite letter but ‘c’ is first because we always be near the sea. Her beauty awaits stealin’ oil tankers and findin’ golden doubloons in chests ‘n’ fishin’ for new boots and no education arrgh!” All: “Pirate speak 🏴 ☠️ is real!”