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Bunnings Snag 

an Australian phenomenon, the Bunnings snag is a sausage grilled and put together at your local Bunnings, where lowest prices are just the beginning...
lucy: whats better than sex?
caitlyn: a bunnings snag mate
Bunnings Snag by dicksandtitsout September 7, 2016
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The Man Behind The Slaughter

I dunno what I was thinking
Leaving my child behind
Now I suffer the curse
And now I am blind
With all this anger, guilt and sadness
Coming to haunt me forever
I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river
Is this revenge I am seeking
Or seeking someone to avange me
Stuck in my own paradox
I wanna set myself free
Maybe I should chase and find
Before they'll try to stop it
It won't be long before I'll become a puppet
It's been so long
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter
Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So I could ponder
The sanity of your mother
I wish I lived in the present
With the gift of my past mistakes
But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes
Your sweet little eyes
Your little smile, is all I remember
Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper
Justification is killing me
But killing isn't justified
What happened to my son, I'm terrified
It lingers in my mind
And the thought keeps on getting bigger
I'm sorry my sweet baby
I wish I've been there
It's been so long
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter
Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So I could ponder
The sanity of your mother
Friend: "I officially killed six kids. I am the man behind the slaughter"

Slaughterama 

A festival for bikers (as in bicyclers) hosted in Richmond, Virginia by the Cutthroats. Bikers come from all over the east coast to participate in bicycle-related activities such as tall-bike jousting. Slaughterama nornally occurs during the first week of April.

This event is open to the public.
You can't spell Slaughterama without slaughter.
Slaughterama by anonomatopia April 2, 2009

Slaughtomy 

To murder or cause fatal wounding through or directly involving the anus.
The men slaughtomized the prisoner by sticking pvc pipe into his anus while sliding barbed wire into the pipe. Then pulling the pipe out to leave only the wire. Lastly, yanking the wire out to complete the slaughtomy.
Slaughtomy by Bolognamaster November 20, 2010

snicker-snag 

One of the tricks in the stable of the midwestern playground bully. To snicker-snag someone is to hold them down, dangle a thread of spit out of your mouth and while the spit is dangling, dip your head closer and closer to the victim. threatening to drape the spit on their face. The spit does not reach its target in a true snicker-snag, but is instead, sucked back in at the last possible second. It is a variation on snagging, which is to actually spit on someone. The snicker-snag (and snagging in general) was brought into the popular vernacular by Mystery Science Theater 3000.
"Death by snicker-snag!" - MST3K's Mike Nelson, during a scene in which two guys are fighting and one is holding the other down.

"I want to kick this movie in the groin and snag on it!" - MST3K's Crow, during Starfighters
snicker-snag by Eric Seven April 11, 2004

man behind the slaughter

Verse 1
I dunno what I was thinking
Leaving my child behind
Now, I suffer the curse and now, I am blind
With all this anger, guilt and sadness
Coming to haunt me forever
I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river
Is this revenge I am seeking
Or seeking someone to avenge me?
Stuck in my own paradox, I wanna set myself free
Maybe, I should chase and find
Before they'll try to stop it
It won't be long before I'll become a puppet

Chorus
It's been so long
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter
Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So, I could ponder
The sanity of your mother

Verse 2
I wish I lived in the present
With the gift of my past mistakes
But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes
Your sweet little eyes, your little smile is all I remember
Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper
Justification is killing me but killing isn't justified
What happened to my son? I'm terrified
It lingers in my mind and the thought keeps on getting bigger
I'm sorry, my sweet baby, I wish I'd been there
guy: Verse 1
I dunno what I was thinking
Leaving my child behind
Now, I suffer the curse and now, I am blind
With all this anger, guilt and sadness
Coming to haunt me forever
I can't wait for the cliff at the end of the river
Is this revenge I am seeking
Or seeking someone to avenge me?
Stuck in my own paradox, I wanna set myself free
Maybe, I should chase and find
Before they'll try to stop it
It won't be long before I'll become a puppet

Chorus
It's been so long
Since I last have seen my son
Lost to this monster
To the man behind the slaughter
Since you've been gone
I've been singing this stupid song
So, I could ponder
The sanity of your mother

Verse 2
I wish I lived in the present
With the gift of my past mistakes
But the future keeps luring in like a pack of snakes
Your sweet little eyes, your little smile is all I remember
Those fuzzy memories mess with my temper
Justification is killing me but killing isn't justified
What happened to my son? I'm terrified
It lingers in my mind and the thought keeps on getting bigger
I'm sorry, my sweet baby, I wish I'd been there
other guy: oh ok