Sounds like 'Glancing Blow' but is related to the number of dicks you (a downtrodden Michiganer) would be willing to suck (for money) in order to purchase bus fare out of state.
It was a Lansing Blow that brought me here to California, I sucked literally dozens of strange cocks through the glory hole in the handicap stall of the Greyhound Station to get the fuck out of Michigan.
by K.Grapher May 22, 2019
An average, rundown, blue collar, mostly middle income suburban village that is often called "ghetto" by NWI residents.
by Jag140 September 4, 2011
A small bullshit town next to Leavenworth where nothing productive happens and you most likely want to get out as fast as possible.
by whodat2121 April 10, 2017
A town with nothing to do...
by OOFOOFOOFOOF October 15, 2017
by ducky April 15, 2005
When you go to Art Van Furnature and buy a love seat on clearance. That night, you decided to have Indian Food. You think to yourself, "damn... my shit will be runny and hot tonite.#windyshit" Suddenly realizing that perhaps today wasn't the best day to both replace your toilet and get Indian food, you desperately search for a place to shit.
The smell of a brand new, cheaply produced Art Van couch pulled you right in... you took of a coushion and hover over the painful springs
"Ow!" You say "spicy, spicy,spicy," you shout. "Fuck my ass, fuck my ass, the Indians have fucked my ass!" The runny diarrhea comes out of your asshole Ronnie and spicy runny and spicy spicy and runny and seeps into the cracks of the brand new couch. At first, you smell shit, but then, the 24 hour artificial couch with preservative Kickin and it starts to smell like citrus.
The next day, the preservative was wearing off. You went back to Art Van to return the couch but they won't let you because you got it on clearance so you shit on it again and drive through the display window with your 1998 Chevy Silverado and dump the shity couch on a fucked up matress.
The smell of a brand new, cheaply produced Art Van couch pulled you right in... you took of a coushion and hover over the painful springs
"Ow!" You say "spicy, spicy,spicy," you shout. "Fuck my ass, fuck my ass, the Indians have fucked my ass!" The runny diarrhea comes out of your asshole Ronnie and spicy runny and spicy spicy and runny and seeps into the cracks of the brand new couch. At first, you smell shit, but then, the 24 hour artificial couch with preservative Kickin and it starts to smell like citrus.
The next day, the preservative was wearing off. You went back to Art Van to return the couch but they won't let you because you got it on clearance so you shit on it again and drive through the display window with your 1998 Chevy Silverado and dump the shity couch on a fucked up matress.
by AsherBigCock March 13, 2017
This is when a woman who is on her period has her vagina shat in, fucked, spooged in, and ate out. In that order.
by TaintStain May 8, 2008