benthrer's definitions

Super Bowl Monday

The Monday after the Super Bowl when your boss takes the day off.

I don't give a rats ass about stupid bowl sunday, but I do look forward to Super Bowl Monday.

by benthrer February 7, 2010

St Patrick

A servant of God who was ordered to convert the snakes and drive out the Irish. Unfortunately like most of the Irish he was drunk and got it reversed.

St Patrick driving the snakes out of Ireland is a myth. The Irish ate them all during a famine.

by benthrer March 7, 2010

book of tard

A book in which the deeds of the greatest retards are written. To be in the book of tard you must be one of the worlds biggest retards, regular retardation isn't retarded enough.

When the book of tard is written the name Norman shall be write large, for his were mighty deeds of retardation. You will rate a full chapter in the book of tard.

by benthrer March 23, 2008

complislam

A remark that is meant as a compliment about one person that is taken as a slam by another. I can't believe she's yor grandmother {the woman looks many years younger than she is}. Grand daughter just how old do you think I am?{the grand daughter thinks you said she looks much older than she is} A reason to keep your mouth shut.

With that complislam I put my foot in my mouth so deep it came out my ass.

by benthrer March 20, 2008

holiduh

A holiday that makes no sense to an outsider.

Why do you get drunk on St Patrick's' Day ? In Ireland we go to church. and spend the day with our families. I don't understand your holiduh.

by benthrer March 19, 2008

mexicoon

A Mexican who has been ghettoized.

George is a decent hard working man, but his son is a gang banging street thug, a real mexicoon.

by benthrer January 30, 2010

thug life

The belief that what ever damage I may do to others is OK because others have damaged me. I want what I want now and I don't care what I have to do to get it, or who I damage or destroy in the process. I feel no remorse, and regard conscience as a sign of weakness. I don't consider the future because I know I have none. When I die I will leave behind little copies of myself who will have to struggle with the thug lifestyle I've left behind. I will be morned by none and forgotten by all, because it was easier to be a thug than a husband and a father.

You can wrap thug life in all the bullshit you want, it's still the way of the loser. Wiggers can play thug life and go home to mommy and daddy when they get tired of it. Where will your kids go when the thug lifestyle gets tired of you?

by benthrer March 26, 2008