1. A category
of smoothbore firearm that fires
pellets (shot) or slugs. Comes in break-action or pump-action variants. Known
to cause fits of unpredictable joy in HMB
2. A method of defecation whereby the buttocks are spread prior to discharge.
3. An esoteric
form of bukkake
reaching the vinegar strokes
, the shotgun initiator
must hold his scrotum in one hand and his shaft in the other, and pump between each ejaculation. This is derived from the manner of operating a pump-action
shotgun, although the ammunition in question is completely different.
4. Any wedding
whereby the groom
morose and the bride is extremely
5. A type of corridor-style
house where the front door
and back door line
up and are usually directly connected by a single, straight hallway.
1. The TIE Pilot HuManBing was lying in wait, with his shotgun sight trained on a hill.
His recent work
freelancing had tired
him of late, so he took
some time off for a kill.
Away on a hilltop, cavorting
and effeminate prey,
Were multiple Yoshi, inchoate and dozy, about whom the TIE Pilot said:
"Blood! Blood! Glorious blood! Nothing quite like it to make one feel good!
So slide-shuck your shotgun, assuming you've got one,
we'll go pot some for glorious blood!"
(This can be sung to the tune of "The Hippopotamus" if so desired.)
2. Last night, I ate so much curry
and then took
a shotgun dump, and now my toilet is full of crapnel that won't flush away.
3. "It is inadvisable for neophyte bukkakist
to attempt shotgun without presence of trained professional medical
team. Please also
to ensure that said team is well equipped with defibrillators, Viagra, and large cotton sock
of emergency." *demure titter, covers
face with fan* ~ Speech given at the entrance of the Sapporo Tourist Baths by the geisha guide.
4. Girlfriend: Guess
Boyfriend: You're going
to put a stud in your tongue
and use ice cubes next time?
Girlfriend: No - I'm pregnant! :D
Girlfriend: We're going
to have a baby! :D
Girlfriend: There's going
to be the pitter-patter
of little feet in the house! :D
Girlfriend: What type of marriage would you like? White or peach?
Girlfriend: Ohmygosh I'm going
to have to call all my girlfriends so they
can come over
to coo and fawn solicitously
in a sickening display of female hormonal Pavlovian response! :D
Girlfriend: What's the matter, dear? I sense a divergence
of our emotive dispositions at this juncture.
Boyfriend: I'M NOT MARRYING ANYBODY. GODDAMIT
Girlfriend: Well, my Daddy's a federal marshal. We *could* make it a Magnum
funeral, if you prefer.
Girlfriend: (singing, unhelpfully) Goin' to the cha-pel an' we're - gonna get ma-a-a-ried...
5. Agent Powell, here
are your mission objectives:
A) Ride SHOTGUN with the Ret. Gen. to the Crawford rural
B) Approach SHOTGUN ranch through front door.
C) Force entry using rifled slug ammunition in SHOTGUN to remove
the locking mechanism.
D) De-elect the resident with a SHOTGUN to the face.
E) Locate and de-elect the vice-resident
with a SHOTGUN to the face.
F) After which, lower trousers and apply generous SHOTGUN to the face.
G) Spray Lysol
in the air. It is the polite thing