brap's definitions
1. a place where you put things you don't have time/money for or have otherwise abandoned.
origin: an urban fire escape where you go and get a sunburn on your back.
origin: an urban fire escape where you go and get a sunburn on your back.
by brap February 5, 2005
Get the back burnermug. by brap April 3, 2010
Get the kick it old schoolmug. a place where you put things you don't have time/money for or have otherwise abandoned.
origin: an urban fire escape where you go and get a sunburn on your back.
origin: an urban fire escape where you go and get a sunburn on your back.
by brap February 5, 2005
Get the backburnermug. The little skirt of shirt material that forms around your waist when you wear a long shirt under a short sweatshirt.
Man, Charlie needs either a longer sweatshirt or a shorter t-shirt. He's sporting a major sweatskirt!
by brap April 3, 2010
Get the sweatskirtmug. 1. The time to get high as adopted by marijuana culture.
2. A way of mentioning marijuana in the presence of authority figures so as not to get caught.
2. A way of mentioning marijuana in the presence of authority figures so as not to get caught.
Perhaps the most compelling source of 4:20 is the time of day an H.P. Lovecraft character cites for having become sober after succumbing to the intoxication of a "mirage-plant":
"I had encountered at least one of those curious mirage-plants about which so many of our men told stories. Anderson had warned me of them, and described their appearance very closely—the shaggy stalk, the spiky leaves, and the mottled blossoms whose gaseous dream-breeding exhalations penetrate every existing make of mask...Although everything was spinning perilously, I tried to start in the right direction and hack my way ahead. My route must have been far from straight, for it seemed hours before I was free of the mirage-plant's pervasive influence. Gradually the dancing lights began to disappear, and the shimmering spectral scenery began to assume the aspect of solidity. When I did get wholly clear I looked at my watch and was astonished to find that the time was only 4:20. Though eternities had seemed to pass, the whole experience could have consumed little more than a half-hour."
"I had encountered at least one of those curious mirage-plants about which so many of our men told stories. Anderson had warned me of them, and described their appearance very closely—the shaggy stalk, the spiky leaves, and the mottled blossoms whose gaseous dream-breeding exhalations penetrate every existing make of mask...Although everything was spinning perilously, I tried to start in the right direction and hack my way ahead. My route must have been far from straight, for it seemed hours before I was free of the mirage-plant's pervasive influence. Gradually the dancing lights began to disappear, and the shimmering spectral scenery began to assume the aspect of solidity. When I did get wholly clear I looked at my watch and was astonished to find that the time was only 4:20. Though eternities had seemed to pass, the whole experience could have consumed little more than a half-hour."
by brap June 5, 2005
Get the 4:20mug. by brap July 16, 2008
Get the Kind Budmug. 