An altered version of the game go fish. The game consists of 2 or more men and a deck of cards. They then shuffle the cards and divide them out evenly. ( Note though that for groups of more than 4 men, 2 or more decks may be required). They then shove half of their playing cards up their anus, being careful not to peek at their opponents cards. They then stand in a semi-squatting, or if they chose, completely prone position. Next an opponent is chosen, and one player asks the other for a certain card. If the opponent does not have the card, then the requester must insert his arm into the opponent's anus and dig, or "Excavate" for a card. If the requested card is found then he wins a point. If not, then he may choose to continue asking the current opponent for cards, or choose another opponent. The game ends when all cards have been "Excavated".
"Hey Paul, do you have an ace?". "No Tom, I don't. Joe Fish, baby!!"
|961.||league of gentlemen|
Amazingly written but rather twisted british comedy.
Set in the town Royston Vasey with a subtly placed slogan on the sign which reads "Welcome to Royston Vasey, You'll Never Leave"
known for its strange resident local shop keepers Tubs and Edward...that have given birth to 'David' something that lives in the attic of their local shop. The local shop is only for local people and has become one of the most popular quotes from the show.
Also home to a transvestite taxi driver and owner of the 'Babs Cabs'
my favourite character is the travelling circus freak and door-to-door peg salesman Papa Lazarou.
He and his 'freaks' travel round asking if 'Mama Lazarou' can use the toilet, then barges into the homes of unsuspecting housewives home alone, calling them Dave along with most other people. He wont take no for an answer when repeatedly told that no Dave llives there.
He speaks in jibberish to his 'wife' and upon asking for the frightened housewife's wedding ring quotes the infamous line "You're my wife now"
The league of gentlemen or LOG as its affectionally called between my friends and i is one of the best and weirdest comedies to come out of Britain in recent years.
"I've only been taking these hormones a week and me nipples are like bullets!"
"Hello Dave?....You're my wife now"
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|963.||ambassador of connecticut|
A dork who hits on girls by pretending to just want to be her friend than asking them out so they will feel bad and not say no
Ben is such an ambassador of connecticut
|964.||Worth A Tenner|
Compliment: used by certain males to compliment or comment of a member of the opposite sex whom they are attracted to.
Originates from bets made by Melbourneian hisgh school students, seeing who would win the money by asking the said girl out, thus, shes worth winning a 'tenner' for.
1: Hey, She's worth a tenner, eh?
2: You're on man, earn it bro.
-Great or amazing.-
Mutated from the word "Beast" by North East England alternatives to take the piss out of chores (charvas, townies, really the idiots that hang around on street corners drinking and smoking asking for 10 pence for the busie all night)...
Ah man, that movie last night was a jeest!
The United States version of a townie. If not homeless, US townies rarely if ever leave the street corner that they live on, and essential spend their time pestering girls to fuck them, pestering store owners in general, trying to start fights, and hustling people for cash to buy weed. Speaking of which, US townies are always pathetically destitute, yet refuse to either get a job or quit smoking pot every day, so they end up begging and bullying everyone they've ever seen before to give them cash til they can come up with ten bucks or trying to get them to "smoke them up" or offering to "throw down", by which they usually mean give you a buck or two, to smoke up with you and hog the blunt until they smoke 3/4 of it. Their poverty also makes it impossible for them to smoke in any reasopnably safe or secluded location, meaning that nearly all of their 12-a-day smoke "sessions" happen in "the spot" which is an alley between a bank and a burned-out theater or "the other spot" which is behind two trees on the edge of a parking lot. Oh yeah, they hustle for booze a lot too, and spend at least 3 hours a day asking everyone with facial hair to buy them 40s. They are rarely, if ever, older than 16. Their lives are as repetetive as humanely possible.
Hey, look at those townies. Let's not get anywhere near them, one them talked to me before which means I'll have to explain to him 12 times why I'm not giving him any cash.