A silver sack filled with cheap wine which is found within a cardboard box. Drunk by youths in Australia due to its low cost however it promtes vomiting due to its awful taste.

People who live in the back country areas of Michigan, Ohio, Kentucky, West Virginia and Pennsylvania. They are a peaceful group who live a simple life. Typical potato sack communities do not have electricity or running water instead they prefer candles and nearby water sources for things as cooking and drinking. Bathing is not common with potato sack people as they have a fear of the water washing away there own skin so only when it rains or by accident do they bath. Be aware though if you were to come upon a community of potato sack people you are in great danger. They will chase you down and beat you till they grow tired, death is possible if they have either just fed or napped. Luckily most live far enough off the road so that the normal passerby should not be bothered, However once cited you may be chased by a group on horseback or possibly a large cow or donkey. It was once thought that these people were an urban legend of sorts but in recent years sightings have been reported almost monthly in the know territories. Some speculate that progress growth has cut into the forest that once kept them hidden. In the event that you are spotted or cornered by a group of potato sack people then the best defense is a mp3 cell phone, play the music and hold it above your head. They commonly see this as a devilish device and run away however a flashlight or personal weapon may be used as well but unless you have music on your phone it is unlikely you’ll avoid the beat down at hand.

A stone-faced, lying whorebag who takes money from desperate, deluded and stupid people without so much as a blip on the radar of basic human conscience. Challenged by James Randi on Larry King Live to have her psychic claims tested, which she publicly agreed to, but has been making lame-arse excuses to avoid ever since.

The sack of all sacks, has a high pitched voice and only uses one frequency with her roar. Stay clear of this dangerous animal if you see her. this creature also uses "the face", which is the death stare of the creature and if viewed can cause death or paralysis.

the opposite of onegine:A feared and dreadful disease, also known as onewenis.
Very often, a seemingly mild case of onesack can develop into a more chronic, and sometimes even lifetime condition. The only cure for that strain of onesack is death - yours or his. Do you want to live with a debilitating illness??? God no!
Better to be single and go around fucking all the randoms you secretly wish you were fucking, and not allow this sneaky opportunistic illness take hold and ruin your life.
Unfortunately there is no way to vaccinate for onesack at the moment, although many of the world's greatest thinkers and visionaries are working on the problem as we speak - their greatest efforts so far concentrated on fizzy sweet alcohol drinks like Bacardi Breezers, otherwise known as "Leg-Openers", and guaranteed to put an illicit sexual event with a questionable whore on your calendar.
All I can say in warning, is be ever vigilant to the symptoms of onegina, which are enumerated as follows:
1. An amazingly huge amount of dry vagina thoughts and deeds
2. A constant look of contempt on your friends' faces when they talk to you
3. An appreciation for gay shit like "going out for dinner" or "taking in a movie" or at its worst, "a quiet one at home with the daddy"

Another word for marijuana or weed. Blazable arrangements are perfect when you have to wake and bake to treat that hangover death sentence you earned from swigging handle pulls of plastic vodka and cum guzzling your favorite frat stars DNA last night. Blazable arrangements get you so high that you have no other choice but to laugh with your sorority sisters about the 0 fucks you gave when you left your underwear... and your dignity at the frathouse last night.

A worst-case scenario regarding movement of the legs. The worst case scenario being your Happy Sack being asphyxiated by a misconception of movement in your legs, leaving your balls red raw.