by Alan June 04, 2004

One who spends inordinate ammounts of energy and time trying to attack a precieved enemy which does not exist. A UFO expert, paranormal investigator or one who rants and rails constantly about how communism is still a threat to our very way of life.
by Alan May 09, 2004


by alan November 25, 2003

what happens if you get in bed with the South African goverment, make all sorts of self-enriching deals, live the life, and eventually the scorpions catch on to you.
the shaik-bros are in for a bit of a shaik-down!
by alan October 21, 2004

it started out as a shirt company in 1993 called Fat Bald MEn. Then later developed in to a kick ass bmx company. they have multiple bmx videos out
by alan January 15, 2005

Early Bowery term for officers of the law, possibly originating in the late 19'th century. Also called flatfoots.
1900's textile cart driver: "Zeeser Gottenyu! You've poisoned my horse! Oh thank God, here come the bulls.
Monk Eastman: "'ello officer Fitzpatrick, this cart-driver's waving a gun at me!"
Corrupt 1900's cop: "'ey, ye sold me wife some moth-eaten fabric about a week ago, and now yer falseley accusin' this nice fella o' poisonin' yer horse, I oughta hall ye in!"
cart driver: "this man poisoned my horse, and you're halling me in? You filthy Irish pig! And you, horse-poisoner, a shande, a shande for the Goyim!"
Eastman: "the Goy is my hand-servant, good luck jackass!"
Monk Eastman: "'ello officer Fitzpatrick, this cart-driver's waving a gun at me!"
Corrupt 1900's cop: "'ey, ye sold me wife some moth-eaten fabric about a week ago, and now yer falseley accusin' this nice fella o' poisonin' yer horse, I oughta hall ye in!"
cart driver: "this man poisoned my horse, and you're halling me in? You filthy Irish pig! And you, horse-poisoner, a shande, a shande for the Goyim!"
Eastman: "the Goy is my hand-servant, good luck jackass!"
by Alan June 04, 2004
