That Fucking Flaming, Faggot standing at the urinal next to you...
And he isn't even Pisssssssssing!!!
And he isn't even Pisssssssssing!!!
by mavros April 25, 2006

"Vrey Malaka... Thos taw Mahstourah ethou,
pios ise see? Bogart?
Translation: Hey jerkoff... Give me the marajuana,
Who are you? Bogart?
pios ise see? Bogart?
Translation: Hey jerkoff... Give me the marajuana,
Who are you? Bogart?
by mavros April 26, 2006

by mavros April 22, 2006

As we drove through Manhattan, en-route to "Park-n-blow",
I noticed, in the car to my right, there was a whore buffing the helmet of the driver.
I noticed, in the car to my right, there was a whore buffing the helmet of the driver.
by mavros May 01, 2006

A laboratory in India that produces psuedo-ephedrine and sold 1.4 metric tons of the crap to the Amezcua Brothers of Mexico without even questioning it. I believe they ( the brtothers )made Two Billion dollars from it. Between making crystal meth or just selling the trash to other meth labs. It's a shame the DEA didn't realize it till it was too late. Oh Well,...
POOHPOOH HAPPENS!!!
POOHPOOH HAPPENS!!!
by mavros April 26, 2006

Easy to start: 1.) Find a minimum of at least 2 Bums.
2.)Go tell Bum #1 that Bum #2 was the guy responsible for putting him on the street and that he stole the last little bit of Thunderbird, and his last cigarette filter, you know, the one that has 3 to 4 grains of tobacco on it.
3.)Sit back and watch the crust chip away as they come out swingin'.
Sometimes it'll work when you walk through Grand Central Station and drop a dollar in change in front of a gaggle of Bum.
2.)Go tell Bum #1 that Bum #2 was the guy responsible for putting him on the street and that he stole the last little bit of Thunderbird, and his last cigarette filter, you know, the one that has 3 to 4 grains of tobacco on it.
3.)Sit back and watch the crust chip away as they come out swingin'.
Sometimes it'll work when you walk through Grand Central Station and drop a dollar in change in front of a gaggle of Bum.
by mavros April 29, 2006

A wonderful and fun fucking place where the great ( yeah, O.K.) civil servant, better known as PIGS can't make a propper arrest. So what they do is plant stuff on you, or co-erce you or beat you , basicaly do "Whatever" it takes to make an arrest.(A groupe of funky flunkies in uniform)
I just got back from the 8th precient nassau where i told them about a real murder.
Until the detective crawled out from under his desk, I thought the place was empty!
Until the detective crawled out from under his desk, I thought the place was empty!
by mavros May 05, 2006
