| 1. | Three Centimeter Dash | ||
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When just beginning to have sexual intercourse with a girl and you realize by her completely frozen, shocked expression that you've put it in the wrong hole. Thus, in order to continue bangin', your stupid ass has to make the three centimeter dash from her bung hole (or pee hole) to her vagina. *Note, distances may vary for different individuals. Robert: Man, I was doin' it for the first time tonight and you know what?
Timothy: What ma' nigga? Robert: I started fuckin' her but I put it in the wrong hole. Timothy: Wow... Robert: Luckily, I was able to make a quick three centimeter dash and finish up right. Timothy: I bet that dash wasn't the only thing that was only three centimeters. Robert:... Timothy: *takes off sunglasses* YEEAAAAH!!! |
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| 2. | three bullet theory | ||
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The practice of keeping only three bullets in your gun. Allows you to get enough shots in to do the damage you need to do, while also minimizing jail time in the event that you get caught. See example. "I used to have this theory: keep three bullets in the gun
It was a mandatory year up here in Michigan For each bullet if you got no CCW license I tried to apply for one, they said it'd take 5-6 months What the fuck am I supposed to do...mean time my rivals come Hide that sumbitch in the glovebox or inside the trunk Now, back to what my three bullet theory was I'm triple platinum, I ain't tryin' to catch no murder one Figured I'd shoot to wound, probably miss with at least one But them other two gon fuck his shoulder and his kneecap up Then I'm a say it's self defense, how come I had the gun Was because I was at the range, on my way back from This dude approached me on some bullshit I'd get a year for each bullet at the most As opposed to havin' a full clip in that" -Eminem (Bizarre-"Hip Hop") |
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| 3. | three-what rule | ||
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If one is unable to reasonably understand a statement uttered by someone, the listener says 'What?'.
If, a 2nd time, either due to inaudibility or a heavy, drunken, southern accent (most commonly Kaintucky), the listener is again prevented from comprehending said statement, the listener is again permitted to respond with 'What?' (or, the 2nd time only, listener may substitute 'Huh?'). BUT, if after a 3rd repeat of the same comment by the same auditor, the listener is yet unable to grasp the meaning of several strung-together, nonsensical ramblings, he/she, as pronounced by the three-what rule, is not allowed to say 'What?' again. It is rude. This time, the listener, as deemed appropriate by situation and/or circumstance, must either: 1)reply quietly with 'mmm-hmmm', accompanied by a very slight head nod. or 2)clearly say 'NO', and shuffle off in the other direction. Southerner: Ah'm lookin for the pawn (or porn?) shop.
Listener: What? Southerner: Ah sayed, ah'm lookin for that there pawn (or porn??) shop. Listner: Huh? Southerner: Friend. This is a simple question. Where is the pawn (or porn???) shop in this here cowpoke? Listner (as prescribed by three-what rule): No. <shuffles away disjointly> |
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| 4. | three six mafia | ||
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Three six mafia, true SPV's (south parkway veterans). Band members have switched around, but the core (Juicy J, Project Pat, DJ Paul, and Lord Infamous, all blood-related brothers) have remained intact. One should note the significant unmentioned large number of affliated people to Three Six. All hardcore to the bone, all came out of the true south memphis ghetto, all were raised around constant issues like drugs, genuine prostitution, and most agreeably, violence. They came up from absolute street credibility, and were unmatched with making deals, running hoes, and most undoubtingly gang supremecy. A direct link to their constant hardcore albums, and most importantly why they are so sucessful and respected. At best, close to no one, can not only survive the horror witnessed in their lives, but capture it and present it so truthfully in music. They have truly kept this 'realism' in all of their albums, and therefore cannot be dismissed as just another 'rap' click. The have over 18 albums of crunk, bump as hell albums. They are more than ill, they are trully a diety of their time, never to be replaced. Three Six Mafia with Fiend:
Bitch,you can picture the pain, I rip you in vain While the young soldiers 'whisper' my name I'm dealing the caine.. -Touched Wit It |
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| 5. | wtf moment | ||
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when something so stupid and random happens the only three words tht can be said are wtf i was watchin dr. phil this one time when suddenly dr. phil used the analogy "thats like havin a tooth with no toothbrush" i was so pissed off the only three words tht could be said were wtf
or when u flip on mtv and see some ass clown rappin bout bangin some ho or gettin some bling. tht is the ultimate wtf moment |
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| 6. | three days grace | ||
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An alternative rock band from Canada. Originally consisting of three members: Adam Gontier, Neil Sanderson, and Brad Walst. They are the three guys that play on the self-titled debut album. Barry Stock was added a little later on, to play guitar with Adam.
Three Days Grace has put out two full-length albums. The self-titled debut in 2003 and One-x in 2006. Singles from the debut are: "Just Like You" "I Hate Everything About You" "Home" So far the only single from One-x is "Animal I've Become" Three Days Grace owns my soul.
I waited three years for One-x and was not disappointed. |
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| 7. | three sheets to the wind | ||
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This old saying indicating how a person walk after having too much to drink originated in New England. Wind mills used for grinding grain had four blades. Big sheets (similar to sails) where stretched across the blades (or woven between the slates). The wind mill would wobble when only three blades were loaded, hence the term "three sheets to the wind" After consuming a bottle of rum, Bob was walking as if he had three sheets to the wind.
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