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Poody R. Glucks thought his ship had finally come in. He’d been chosen as a contestant on Let’s Make A Deal and was also fortunate enough to be selected as the finalist to select winnings from behind one of three curtains. His choice was curtain number two. To his delight, winnings behind curtain number one turned out to be a set of used tires and an empty beer bottle. The audience gasped as the contents of curtain number two were revealed. Poody couldn’t believe his luck! His prizes included 100 billion dollars cash, a 200 ft. yacht anchored off the French Riviera behind his new 20 million dollar villa. Not to be ignored were a new 2009 Ferrari F70, 3 mansions in Beverly Hills, New Hampton, and West Palm Beach, his own personal Leer Jet, free passes to the finest restaurants in the world, free lifetime wardrobes from the finest tailor’s money can buy, to name but few of his new possessions, all tax free. Poody’s greatest feelings of elation were about to change drastically however with the unveiling of the prize behind curtain number three.
Poody R. Glucks thought his ship had finally come in. He’d been chosen as a contestant on Let’s Make A Deal and was also fortunate enough to be selected as the finalist to select winnings from behind one of three curtains. His choice was curtain number two. To his delight, winnings behind curtain number one turned out to be a set of used tires and an empty beer bottle. The audience gasped as the contents of curtain number two were revealed. Poody couldn’t believe his luck! His prizes included 100 billion dollars cash, a 200 ft. yacht anchored off the French Riviera behind his new 20 million dollar villa. Not to be ignored were a new 2009 Ferrari F70, 3 mansions in Beverly Hills, New Hampton, and West Palm Beach, his own personal Leer Jet, free passes to the finest restaurants in the world, free lifetime wardrobes from the finest tailor’s money can buy, to name but few of his new possessions, all tax free. Poody’s greatest feelings of elation were about to change drastically however with the unveiling of the prize behind curtain number three.
For waiting behind door number three was probably the greatest gift ever available to mankind. That prize, was being granted the privilege of being allowed to smell the butt of The Big Ed Moustapha for an entire two minutes!!! You could hear the audience moan for miles! Poody’s heart sank. His feelings of sorrow and despair soon changed to anger and desperation. Eventually Poody had to be restrained and was forcibly removed from the studio. As he was being carried out, Poody was heard to be crying out: ‘I meant to say door number three!!’ ‘I meant to say door number three!!’.
by Big Ed Moustapha April 19, 2010
Get the Big Ed Moustapha mug.By stating: 'That's gonna stink', a person has playfully, but politely notified those persons within ear shot that a he/she has just passed gas and that the purveyor of said fart believes it will produce foul odors. This statement can be applied to loud, distinct flatulent expressions as well as those of more subtle qualities.
'That's gonna stink' said Emil having passed gas just as he was exiting the elevator, leaving those unfortunate passengers continuing their journey within its confined space to fend for themselves.
by Big Ed Moustapha February 5, 2012
Get the That's gonna stink mug.The process of indulging in a females body odors as you ravage her sexually. Lets face it, a female is a collection of smells, some or all of which can at times be rather malodorous. Such areas of point are, but not limited to: the feet, butt, pussy, pits, breath, etc.. Some may find these smells repugnant, while others may find a woman's foul smelling stench(s) a genuine source of excitement. Whether the female package is a beautiful specimine or a filthy, fat disgusting pig, most seem to possess a sense of entitlement and that to ingest in said smells will cost you time and money, sooner or later. Some less fortunate individuals may resort to secondary sources of gratification, such as snorting a chair or bicycle seat. Whatever your means, your end result is the same, your time, effort and funds all go towards, amoung other things, the smells a female possesses.
I met this woman I intend to pursue. I'm looking forward to getting beyond the preliminaries and harvesting her smells.
by Big Ed Moustapha February 11, 2010
Get the Harvesting Her Smells mug.A head navigator is somebody that cocks their head when turning a vehicle. Try walking around a corner with your head cocked. It fucking doesn't help, so why the fuck do it while you're driving?
Check out the head navigator making the right turn. Notice the head cocked to the right at 30 degrees. The fucking idiot must figure the centrifugal force of their cocked rock-head will assist with the turn somehow.
by Big Ed Moustapha December 23, 2010
Get the Head Navigator mug.A Turd Monger is somebody that produces particularly strong, foul smelling bowel movements. This individual can be an extreme source of frustration to others that happen to walk into a restroom recently utilized by this culprit or happen to share occupancy in a restroom when this offender decides to unload. It can be even more frustrating if you walk into a polluted restroom unknowingly after the perpetrating Turd Monger used it, do an immediate about face and pass someone else on the way in. They immediately assume you're the pollutant and give you the look of death.
Holly shit, I was about to hit the head when I saw that Turd Monger Jimmy Brown walking out. The last time I was nailed by the fumes of his posterior emissions my eyes burned for hours. Christ, at my worst, I can't come close to what comes out of his crack. I'm surprised the smoke detectors didn't go off. No wonder the fucking ozone is disappearing!
by Big Ed Moustapha July 22, 2010
Get the Turd Monger mug.Femme fatigue is what a man reaches when he’s burned out with pursuing women only to realize again and again that they are primarily all the same with regards to their sense of entitlement and the obstacles he must endure just to get some stink on his dick. This whole process costs him time and money and most always reminds him that the greater majority of women justify a man's staying single and redundantly invokes the same question: Who the hell would put up with this bitch?! Still, the situation repeats as his need for sexual gratification builds up and he’s forced to once again subject himself to the social meet up and dating scenes to re-endure his limits of frustration and sacrificial finances required to continue this bullshit.
Hey dude, are you headed out tonight?
No, I’ve got a bad case of femme fatigue and don’t have the patience for their bullshit. I may just avoid the whole fucking game and call a hooker.
No, I’ve got a bad case of femme fatigue and don’t have the patience for their bullshit. I may just avoid the whole fucking game and call a hooker.
by Big Ed Moustapha September 11, 2011
Get the femme fatigue mug.An Egg McFuckin Idiot is somebody or group of somebody's that are in line at a fast food restaurant, are together as a group or family with only one person ordering. They wait until they are right up at the register before they start deciding what they want to order, causing everybody behind them in line to wait while they stumble thru the rocket science process of trying to read the menu. It's even worse when they have kids that start to argue. Once the order is finally placed, the whole group lumbers away to find someplace to sit.
Frequently there is no established line at a fast food restaurant and it's not uncommon to get behind somebody, only to realize they aren't even in line. Or have the attendent ask the not next person inline for their order. No visit to a fast food restaurant is complete with experiencing an Egg Mcfuckin Idiot who gets up to the register with no fucking idea about what they want to eat. How many times do these morons have to visit a fast food restaurant before having some idea about the menu?
by Big Ed Moustapha April 5, 2010
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