The supporting rationale, doctrine, beliefs, tenets and written word that backs up and confirms what the voices in your head are telling you.
Leon didn't have any formal training in theology and figured he didn't need any, as God spoke to him and him alone and God was telling him that the big chested blonde girl in the second pew needed some laying on of the hands.
An erection characterized by distended, pulsating blue veins; an exceptionally hard hard-on.
Julie gave me a blue-veiner when she bent over to pick up the dozen or so Viagra I'd coughed out when she told me she liked men who wear velcro shoes.
Having preserved one's virtue by not having sex.
Jolene was a good girl by Arkansas standards, she'd been chaste by her male kinfolks but had never been caught.
A full diaper. To be full of shit.
Don Imus was right when he called Senator Schumer a pantload.
A physical fitness fanatic in the military who believes that six-pack abs, blond hair, blue eyes, Teutonic good looks, and 12% bodyfat will ensure his suvival in combat, his promotion in peacetime and a place in Valhalla in the afterlife; everyone else who doesn't look like a recruiting posterboy should have been a candidate for prenatal eugenics.
Hey, Master Chief...you might want to take the long way to building 501...there's a weight nazi hiding in the bushes a block up ambushing sailors with a tape....it's that same shitweasel who is pushing to switch the whole PRT system to metric!
That specialty in the medical profession that seems to attract doctors with large, outsized hairy knuckles and are loathe to trim their fingernails.
Dr. Hamfist, my proctologist, apologized for his recent weight gain and said he would be unable to remove his ring, but, that he would proceed gently.
The benign form of bad breath preferable to phallitosis or breff.
Terry Smith, a very well respected Naval supply corps officer, was known for his halitosis, which was chronic, strong, and attracted buzzards and flies.