babhlar
A babhlar is the worst kind of woman. She’s like a broken toaster. You don’t want her near you, and you definitely don’t want her near your food.
My neighbor is a babhlar. She wears a jacket in July and eats cereal for dinner.
The babhlar at the gym stank like a rotten egg and had a face like a raccoon.
My friend’s aunt is a babhlar. She showed up to my birthday in pajamas and a wig.