Report for Kevin Deighton
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SummaryPerfectly Exquisite

In Wakefield we had the Stanley Royd infirmary, and I challenge anyone - Wakefield native or otherwise - to say the word Royd without thinking about the mentally ill. In particular, thinking of a young tardlet called Stanley Royd introducing himself to a smiling and plainly uncomfortable class.
This inspiring institution ensured the continuing popularity of spacker-derived insults for Wakefield's schoolboys well into the post-Deacon era.

Not sure about the spelling as this phrase has probably never been written down, and I've certainly no idea of the etymology. However, you attain a Boss Fugel when a turd touches the bottom of the bowl while it's still coming out of your bum hole.