Jebediah: I'm gonna kick your ass! I'll meet you at the docks at midnight!
Isaac: Nah, let's meet behind the synagogue, same time. I'm gonna bring my whole Motley Crew, and you're going down.
Isaac: Nah, let's meet behind the synagogue, same time. I'm gonna bring my whole Motley Crew, and you're going down.
by Nicholas D June 03, 2004
Al Gore: "Governor Bush, you are not going to nap this election!"
George W. Bush: "Oh yes I am. Heh heh heh!"
Girl: "I'm going to run to the ladies' room. Watch my purse while I'm gone."
Guy: "OK."
(Girl goes to restroom, someone steals purse)
Girl: "Where's my purse?"
Guy: "Some sketchy-looking dude came by and purse-napped. Sorry."
Girl: "What? I told you to watch it!"
Guy: "I did. I was watching the entire time the guy was napping it! What did you want me to do, stop him?"
Girl: "Yes!!!"
Guy: "Oh, well you should have said that earlier."
George W. Bush: "Oh yes I am. Heh heh heh!"
Girl: "I'm going to run to the ladies' room. Watch my purse while I'm gone."
Guy: "OK."
(Girl goes to restroom, someone steals purse)
Girl: "Where's my purse?"
Guy: "Some sketchy-looking dude came by and purse-napped. Sorry."
Girl: "What? I told you to watch it!"
Guy: "I did. I was watching the entire time the guy was napping it! What did you want me to do, stop him?"
Girl: "Yes!!!"
Guy: "Oh, well you should have said that earlier."
by Nicholas D February 27, 2009
The white version of a bitch nigga. Someone who talks a big game and gossips a lot but backs down at the first sign of a fight. If you make it big in the game, they will suck up to you to try to get some of your money. Bitch crackaz are weak and have been known to engage in such mark-ass activities as taking bubble baths and using their bitch's blush to cover up a pistol whip wound.
Connor: "How are you on this fine morning, Madeline?"
Madeline: "Why, rather swell, Connor. I have some rather disturbing news from you, however. I heard from Emily that Blake was verbally disparaging you. He said that your racquetball game was mediocre at best and that you performed rather poorly at last week's poetry reading. Furthermore, he thinks you are a hypocrite since you claim to eat only organic free-range chicken but he saw you go into KFC the other day."
Connor: "Well I never! I shall confront that scoundrel!"
(later)
Connor: "You fool! How dare you sully my good name? We must engage in fisticuffs at once!"
Blake: "Nonsense, my good chap. I did nothing of the sort. Let's bury the hatchet and set up a tee time at the country club for next weekend."
Connor: "Silence! I believe Dr. Dre put it most eloquently: 'So many crackaz like to keep up shit, and just like a bitch, crackaz be talkin' shit. Smilin' in my face and then you blast me in the back, crackaz stay strapped from way back, cuz payback'll make crackaz wanna pop that shit. If you ain't ready for the game, cracka stop that shit'...well, I'm not going to recite it all, but he finishes with, 'If you act like a bitch, then you smacked like a bitch!' That is precisely what will be your fate! Please note that I replaced all instances of the N-word with the C-word since you are white. Indeed, you, sir, are a bitch cracka! Get over here! I'm going to slap you silly!"
Madeline: "Why, rather swell, Connor. I have some rather disturbing news from you, however. I heard from Emily that Blake was verbally disparaging you. He said that your racquetball game was mediocre at best and that you performed rather poorly at last week's poetry reading. Furthermore, he thinks you are a hypocrite since you claim to eat only organic free-range chicken but he saw you go into KFC the other day."
Connor: "Well I never! I shall confront that scoundrel!"
(later)
Connor: "You fool! How dare you sully my good name? We must engage in fisticuffs at once!"
Blake: "Nonsense, my good chap. I did nothing of the sort. Let's bury the hatchet and set up a tee time at the country club for next weekend."
Connor: "Silence! I believe Dr. Dre put it most eloquently: 'So many crackaz like to keep up shit, and just like a bitch, crackaz be talkin' shit. Smilin' in my face and then you blast me in the back, crackaz stay strapped from way back, cuz payback'll make crackaz wanna pop that shit. If you ain't ready for the game, cracka stop that shit'...well, I'm not going to recite it all, but he finishes with, 'If you act like a bitch, then you smacked like a bitch!' That is precisely what will be your fate! Please note that I replaced all instances of the N-word with the C-word since you are white. Indeed, you, sir, are a bitch cracka! Get over here! I'm going to slap you silly!"
by Nicholas D November 06, 2009
Catherine Ocean was no stranger to the sausage bin, but when the jocks caught on to the the fact that she had over seven STDs displayed prominently on her face and started turning her down, she got depressed and became no stranger to the biscuit tin.
by Nicholas D May 17, 2004
Mildred: “Heavens to Betsy, Barney, I already took my dentures out and you’ve gone soft on me!”
Barney: "For Pete’s sake, woman, it’s just the old ghostwood again! Let me pop this Viagra and I’ll be rarin’ to go in a jiffy.”
Barney: "For Pete’s sake, woman, it’s just the old ghostwood again! Let me pop this Viagra and I’ll be rarin’ to go in a jiffy.”
by Nicholas D May 03, 2021
A hypothetical form of the game wiffle ball (also spelled whiffle ball) that involves players with skill. Used in insults. Similar effect as minton or goodminton in the game of badminton.
John: "Ok, throw it. This one's going to be right in my wheelhouse and it's heading straight over the fence."
(Bill pitches ball, John whiffs)
Bill: "That's strike three - sit your ass down!"
John: "Whatever man, you got lucky there. I'm going to crush it next time I get up."
Bill: "You know, this game used to be called hittle ball before you started playing."
(Bill pitches ball, John whiffs)
Bill: "That's strike three - sit your ass down!"
John: "Whatever man, you got lucky there. I'm going to crush it next time I get up."
Bill: "You know, this game used to be called hittle ball before you started playing."
by Nicholas D March 10, 2009
A very obese person; a cheese hog. A respectful term, as some people believe that the more matter you can make part of yourself, the better off you are. Originated on "Buffalo This" (buffalothis.blogspot.com) in the "Respect for the cheese hogs" article.
*Ding dong!*
Tim: "Hey there old buddy, it's been a long time!"
Bill: "Sure has. We used to rule this town back in the day. It's good to be back."
Tim's mom: "Is that little Billy? Tell him I say hi. I'd come in there if I could fit through that darned doorway!"
*earth rumbles*
Bill: "Dude, is that your mom making the floor shake like that? Let me take a look..." (runs into other room)
Bill: "DAAAAAMN dude she is a chee-ee-eese hog! That woman got huge!"
Tim: "Not cool, man."
Bill: "No, I mean it in a good way. She's an extremely adept matter accreter - I bet she has 500 lbs to her name!"
Tim: "Oh, well then thanks. You should tell her that yourself! I bet she'd be thrilled."
Tim: "Hey there old buddy, it's been a long time!"
Bill: "Sure has. We used to rule this town back in the day. It's good to be back."
Tim's mom: "Is that little Billy? Tell him I say hi. I'd come in there if I could fit through that darned doorway!"
*earth rumbles*
Bill: "Dude, is that your mom making the floor shake like that? Let me take a look..." (runs into other room)
Bill: "DAAAAAMN dude she is a chee-ee-eese hog! That woman got huge!"
Tim: "Not cool, man."
Bill: "No, I mean it in a good way. She's an extremely adept matter accreter - I bet she has 500 lbs to her name!"
Tim: "Oh, well then thanks. You should tell her that yourself! I bet she'd be thrilled."
by Nicholas D August 01, 2008