when a guy tries very hard to date the woman he loves or he feels attracted to but she inexorably turns down all his romantic proposals or she commits for a date but never turns up
"Hey Pal, how was the date with that smoking hot babe?"
"It was a disaster... she simply shit on my chest..."
After the sunk of a Cruiser in the Mediterranean, this is the notorious sentence captured in the phone dialogue between the chief harbor master and the coward captain responsible of this unfortunate event, who abandoned the vessel before all passenger were led to safely.
HM: Captain, could you provide a report of the current situation on board the vessel?
CC: I know nothing, I am not on board anymore.
HM: This is not acceptable! A captain is supposed to leave his vessel only when the abandonment and rescue operation are completed.
CC: Somebody pushed me into a life boat!
HM: Fair enough, now listen to me. You go on board, fuck! And coordinate the operation like a real captain!
CC: But I cannot! I wish but...
HM: My goodness. Captain, are you refusing to go on board, fuck!?
CC: Yes, it is too dark there! I want to go to an hotel and forget all this story.
HM: Listen to me and listen carefully, you go on board now, otherwise I am going to ream your coward ass. Capish?!
CC: OK, I will go on board.
- HM: Harbor Master
- CC: Captain Coward
Fucking (German pronunciation: ˈfʊkɪŋ
, rhymes with "booking"2
) is an Austrian village3
in the municipality of Tarsdorf,4
in the Innviertel region of western Upper Austria. The village is 33 kilometres (21 mi) north of Salzburg, 4 kilometres (2.5 mi) east of the German border.
Despite having a population of only 104, the village has become famous for its name in the English-speaking world. Its road signs are a popular visitor attraction, and were often stolen by souvenir-hunting tourists until 2005, when they were modified to be theft-resistant.
"Pleased to meet you, Mr Coitus. Where do you live in Austria?"
"I live in a fucking village called Fucking"
world famous discos where the MILFs usually go for a spin and where meet up with Cougars for a easy hunting session!
Tommy: "I am getting bored in this bar, what do you propose to do?"
LogJamming: "I have the place for you, let's go to the best milfoteque in town!"
Typically a small and tacky discoteque where the MILF's and sometimes their daughters go for a spin once a week.
Luk: Hi mate, how was last night?
Rafael: We went to that milfodrome you recommended and I laid a couple of hot mums.
Luk: Sweet, it is such easy hunt!
The Smithsonian Institution was founded for the "increase and diffusion of knowledge" from a bequest to the United States by the British scientist James Smithson (1764–1829).
Milfonian comes paraphrasing the name of this noble institution. However, the Milfonian’s are not a beacon of knowledge among men, rather than a bunch of guys that worship MILF’s and are delighted having intercourses with them.
Bob: “I cannot get Bruce’s mom out of my head”
Joe: “Bob, you are such a Milfonian”
People that soffer of narcolepsy, they tend to fall deeply asleep in any circunmstances: while driving, during important meetings, while they are having sex, while they are talking of something or even writing on a black board before a classroom.
Ole: C'mon I cannot take this anymore Jon
Jon: What!? What did I do now?
Ole: You did it again, sleeping beauty! You felt asleep during the meeting!!!
Jon: oopss, sorry... did anybody realize that?