1) An incredibly hot movie in which Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger have hoooooot sex. Yee haw!
2) The act of 2 gay cowboys falling deeply in love and having an extremely difficult relationship ending in tear-jerking tragedy.
3) The act of 2 ridiculously hot gay guys having sex with super awesome grunting noises.

After someone has a ridicules number of double shots of eggnog on the Opie and Anthony show, someone else will lay flat on their back while the eggnog-shooter projectile vomits into the lying persons mouth.
The act of doing this was dubbed "The baby bird" by comic Joe Rogan due to its similarities to a mama bird pre-eating, then feeding a baby bird

AKA "Sea of (screaming) laughter"

a once-vital form of rustic music derived from European styles of folk and dance music made by European immigrants to America. It's generally played with instruments like the mandolin, acoustic and steel guitars, fiddle and so on. It used to be about observations of the world, life and love in its complexities. Now it's all cliched, with imagery of cowboys, macho bragadoccio, Southern pride, small town life, "she done him wrong", "tears in my beer", "redneck" living, sentimental tripe like the trend-chasing "Angels Among Us", and "family values". Oh yes, and "God bless the U.S.A." jingoism. Ever since Garth Brooks (who is a watered down Bob Seger) hit it big in the fucking PC 90s, country has been "yuppified" and formulaic. Now there boring piano ballads with cliched lyrics galore sung by lousy Richard Marx clones with cowboy hats, the generic hat acts, pretty ladies singing tunes fit only for shopping mall opening-dedications, sexy ladies who sing corporate pop (no, it don't impress me much...

Also known as the "fagetstache". Poonstache's can be found on anyone that is a homosexual.

the most retarded word ever! a combination of fuck and retard, not very often used but still an abbreviation for the phrase "fucking retard". this term is used by morons!

1.A bird of somesort that people keep telling me of...
2. a crazy idiotic person who likes to rant.

It's hauf past seven, rain's pure lashin', she's dressed in black;
looks like a mourner.
Nae umbrella, legs aw splashes, Wilma's waitin
at Boots' Corner.
'Cos she's gaun jiggin' wae Big Tam.
She hopes he wulny let her doon.
~~~
Just up the road, in the Gordon Bar,
Tam buys a pint, an' settles doon.
~~~
A quarter-tae, it's gettin' dark, she tries tae look,
aw unconcerned.
"See ma arse", She thinks. "it's freezin. Yid think bi noo,
ah widda learnt.".
All around her, other lassies, wait five minutes,
then get met.
~~~
Just up the road, in the Gordon Bar,
Tam lights another cigarette.
~~~
It's just gone eight, tears gettin' closer. Noo it's dark,
she waits alone.
Each girl, in turn, hud met thur dates, hud kissed, embraced, linked erms,
hud gone.
A single tear, droaped fae her cheek, an' loast itsel,
in aw the rain.
~~~
Meanwhile,
in the Gordon Bar;
"Haw darlin', want the same again?"
~~~
Wilma checked her watch, an' bus-ferr, an' stepped oot
onti Argyle Street.
She cursed her luck, the rain, Big Tam, her leaky shoes,
an' frozen feet.
As she made her way tae her bus stoap,
Wilma trudged - her mascara ran.
~~~
Just up the road, in the Gordon Bar,
Tam shoutit, "Gie's another wan!".
~~~
Gently sobbin'. Herr aw drippin'. Wilma looked up,
through the rain.
"Uch, tell me God", She pled aloud. "Wull ah ever love a man again?"
When suddenly the rain went aff - as though the clouds
hid aw run dry....