The inevitable and unavoidable nap that occurs about 45 minutes after gorging one's self on a Thanksgiving Day turkey feast and 15 minutes into a traditional, holiday football game. The cause of this an amino acid called L-Tryptophan which turkey meat has in abundance.
Where's Daddy? I haven't seen him since Thanksgiving dinner.
He inhaled two full plates of roast turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, corn and yams smothered in gravy then sat down by the fireplace to watch the Packers-Lions. The poor bastard fought like hell, but could only make it to the 2nd quarter before succumbing to a full-blown turkey coma.
The act of quickly following a paying driver through a toll station before the cross member falls thus blocking your otherwise mad escape OR tailgating someone very closely through an EZ Pass lane with the same intent. This tactic can also be employed with great success exiting parking decks.
Thanks to my toll drafting skills I save over $350 dollars in tolls this year while only being hit with 2 fines worth $60 and making good time the EZ Pass lane to boot.
Reminiscent of a speed freak (aka: the tweeker) it is one who's OCD about memorializing everything they do at any given moment on Twitter; that is, one who tweets incessantly, constantly and/or needlessly.
Sam: Hey, babe! It's me. Just callin' to see what you're doing tonight. Wanna go out?
Candy: Wait a sec...(tweets this call)...check me out on Twitter. I just twatted you (giggles).
Sam: Uhhh...I'm driving right now...I'm not at a computer.
Candy: Oh that's ok. Check it out when you get home. Seeya (CLICK).
Sam: What the f...?! I gotta dump that Goddamn, tweetfreak!