Satandog's definitions

Furry Plums

Quite literally The Dog's Bollocks!

Is wee Georgie gonna get to use his furry plums before the big snip?

by Satandog August 28, 2006

Shag Palace

Impressive pad that a single guy - or a rich and sneaky married dude - can whisk a panting paick-up back to for a bit of the old in out in out. Typically has some impressive "views", a fridge full of champagne and no evidence of any priors.

Dave's fucking loaded. He's got a shag palace downtown and fucks like a rabbit there every Friday when he's not at home...with his family.

by Satandog March 7, 2006

Wormspeak

Slang used to describe written Arabic script, first used by the British Army during the 1991 Gulf War.

"What does that sign say, Sarge?"
"Dunno, Lance - it looks like a load of wormspeak to me"

by Satandog May 1, 2006

Mob Handed

adj. Describes turning up en masse, usually in preparation for trouble like kicking the crap out of some other guys, or as a safety in numbers precaution to prevent exactly that. Also applies in work life, when you call a meeting and some dipshit brings 10 buddies, or you throw a party and some utter loser...brings 10 buddies.

"Fuck me if Chopper didn't turn up at the Red Lion mob handed last night looking to get even with Frankie Four Inches. By Last Orders no cunt was left standing in the place. Fucking carnage"

by Satandog February 26, 2006

Bareback Mountain

Alt. name for that movie tale of cowboy starfish spearing. Given how quickly the boys get down to business in that cosy little tent of theirs, it just makes a kind of sense.

"Well, there were no condom dispensers on the open range in those days, so they should have called it Bareback Mountain".
"Wise words my friend. Pass the nachos".

by Satandog March 25, 2006

Heavy

The grade of Scottish beer between Light and Export. Tasty.

"Mine's a pint of Heavy and some pork scratchings".

by Satandog April 2, 2006

never mind the quality

...feel the width. Phrase used to persuade you that quantitiy is more important than quality. Originated from unscrupulous London backstreet tailors palming you off with cheap material instead of the good stuff for your suit.

"Hmm. This suit smells of dead germans and cat piss, and is sturdy enough to both restrain a rutting wart hog and give me heat-stroke if the mercury climbs above 60 degrees, my good man".
"Never mind the quality, feel the width my son! They don't make cloth like this anymore!"

by Satandog May 2, 2006