A piece of "off-color" music dat celebrates da crude practice of wolf-whistling so hard when a skimpily-clad chick walks by dat she actually feels da wind-blast from your whooshy admiring-vocalization on her bare butt.
If J.S. Bach heard "what they did to his song" --- i.e., da bawdy "Air On The G-string" butcher-job on his famous and clean-themed "Orchestral Suite No. 3 in D major" --- he'd so totally be turning over in his grave!
that moment of intense embarrassment when you realize your air pods weren't connected to Bluetooth but it's too late and you realized everybody heard you
Child 1: Dude I can here your music
Child 2: *embarrassingly* I thought my air pods were on-