Cap'n Bullmoose's definitions

dangle dance

An impromptu dance performed by a gentleman with no pants on.

Mike dropped trou and did a dangle dance in front of the beauty salon.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 30, 2005

Ted Kennedy

A limp-wristed liberal mush wimp who knows what is best for you and me. He knows we should have our guns taken away, so only crips will have guns. Then we will have no way to defend ourselves from crips or liberals.

He wants to tax our pants off and give the money to guys of color, Mexicans, and poofters. Also to soccer moms so they can have abortions.

If I paid as little income tax as Senaturd Ted Kennedy, I would have enough money to live on.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005

left lane hog

An inconsiderate slob who drives in the left lane and won't move over to let anyone pass.

A left lane dick. A left lamer.

A long line of soccer moms in their SUVs followed the left lane hog. Each one was waiting for her chance to be first in line.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 30, 2005

Frito Bandito

A Mexican bandit who used to advertise Fritos. White liberal twits and pantywaist oafs said that the Frito Bandito was racist because it looked like a Mexican, and anybody who saw him would instantly and automatically believe that all Mexicans were bandits, and that they spoke English with a Mexican accent.

I really miss the Frito Bandito. He was quite effective at offending white liberals.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 23, 2005

boss

Cool. Awesome.

An expression from the mid 1950s, which fell from favor by the early 1960s.

Sal Bufardesi let a tremendous binderfender in class one day, grinned, and said "that's boss!"

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 23, 2005

pad

The sissiest sissy, the pansiest pantywaist. An extremely effeminate male person.

Common mid 1950s use in Northern California. Origin unknow, but it possibly refered to a sanitary pad.

Alan, you're a real pad.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005

fart

The mating call of the corn holing faggot.
When one poofter hears another one fart, he responds, either with a fart of his own or verbally.
Rowdy Texas poofters call out "Chow Time!"
High-class poofters say, "Dinner Call!"

Not wanting to waste a lot of time talking, Armistead traipsed into a gay bar, lifted his leg a trifle, and blasted out a tremendous fart. The stentorian trumpet call echoed through the room and drew many approving glances.

Tex hollered "Hot damn! He's brought out the big guns!"

Lemony minced over to Armistead, bent over, and spoke sweet words to his arse:

Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

He inhaled through his nose, loud and long, then continued,

Like a rose embowered
In its own green leaves,
By warm winds deflowered,
Till the scent it gives.

"You'll do fine," said Armistead as he took Lemony's fluttering wrist and escorted him from the bar.

by Cap'n Bullmoose November 11, 2006