The Yale Rule states that within five minutes of meeting someone who attended Yale, you will be informed of that fact. This is rather humorous, particularly given that Yale isn't that great a school.
"Greetings, my name is Throckmorton Q. Covington; pleased to meet you. I say, it's a fine day. It reminds me of when I was a young lad attending Yale...."
Ha! The Yale Rule's been proven once again!
n. A magical artifact that provides the wearer protection from receiving oral sex.
It's not just a wedding ring, it's a +5 Ring of Protection against oral sex.
A non sequitur interjection meant to imply ADD
(attention deficit disorder). So called because it seems the stereotypical thing a young girl might scream when having her attention distracted by ponies. Common in many online forums.
Wow, I just read in the Washington Post about a secret US plan to attack China. Now this would obviously be a terrible--OMG! Ponies!!!
n. An alternate way to refer to the "Starbucks doubleshot" beverage; a 6.5-oz can of espresso and cream. So called because, despite the fact that it is not carbonated, when opened it tends to eject some of its contents directly into one's face or onto one's clothes in a manner not unlike that of a cumshot
in a porno
I shouldn't have worn that little blue dress today. My morning Starbucks cumshot deposited a stain on it.
n. A reciprocating-type lawn sprinkler. So called because the noise it makes is similar to the ethnic composition of a line of folks waiting for their welfare payment: "spic - spic - spic - spic - spic - spic - spic - spic ...chink! Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga...." (Just say it to yourself and you'll get it.)
Gotta go to the hardware store and buy me a welfare line if I want to get this lawn watered.
n. A dildo. A peter
made of rubber.
In a classic "Brady Bunch" episode, Alice gets Peter to help her move a rubber tree plant into the bedroom, to get it out of the way so she can vacuum. They accidentally get locked in, and call to Bobby for help. He can't get the door open, so he runs to find his mom, and when he finally does he's out of breath and all he can get out is, "Mom...Alice...in the bedroom...rubber...Peter." And Mrs. Brady thinks Bobby has seen Alice masturbating with a rubber peter. Mrs. Brady screams, "Jesus Fucking Christ" and goes running off to the bedroom and kicks down the door. When she realizes her mistake, they all have a good laugh at it. This was the best Brady Bunch episode ever.
To drive up to someone's house or apartment and proceed to honk the horn until they come out, rather than going to all the trouble of exiting the vehicle and going to the door.
Cletus across the street had a friend that would ring the Kentucky doorbell each morning at 5:00 am. I say "had" because me and my tire iron had a little chat with him.