Narsty
1. of, or concerning, the pinnacle of nastiness. appallingly ugly.
1. sung there she is, miss narsty. she should be locked in a box.
beyond nasty; nasty with an “r”
tina turner
like nasty, only more so
i had a narsty run-in with an ex.
combination of gnarly and nasty.
that gal over there with the 5 o’clock shadow sure is narsty.
beyond nasty, ugly, triflin
d-mn! did you see her face? thats so narsty
basically a r-t-rdation of the word nasty, but invoking more disgust and repulsion.
“ugh, did you see those autopsy close ups on csi?”
“yeah, that was narsty.”
nasty. but replace the “-ss” in nasty (n–ss-ty) with “-rs-“.
that fat balding man is so narsty-looking.
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