When you've taken a large, stinky dump in the office bathroom, finished up, opened the door and presented yourself at the sink and have been identified as the culprit of the most ridiculous aroma imaginable.
Dude, I was blowing up the toilet in the men's bathroom and someone came in and started choking like they needed CPR. When I came out for the reveal, I realized it was our boss!
by Bobby the Bug Man August 01, 2020

A politically correct workplace word for the act of metaphorically sucking one's boss's dick (or strap-on) or going well out of one's way to get a promotion, raise, day off, ect. that is beyond normal brown-nosing.
Hey man, Terry's in the Director's office performing some corporate fellatio again. Let's see if he wipes off his mouth when he comes out.
by Bobby the Bug Man August 18, 2020

A bar trick usually performed by a female server or bar tender on a patron that has closed their tab and hung around to bullshit with their friends. At this point, the server/bar tender re-engages with the non-tipper to tell them the legend of if you blow on one’s asshole, one is unable to shit. With that, the patron calls shenanigans and asks the server/bar tender to prove it. Without hesitation, the server has the cheap bastard lie on their back on the bar/a table/the floor, pulls down her pants to expose her balloon knot, then has the scumbag blow a sweet breeze. Upon the wind hitting the chocolate star, she releases an extrusion of warm soft-served shitty logs onto the mother fucker’s face.
Yo, the other night I hung out with a buddy at the Watering Hole and he brought his dumbass coworker with him. That mother fucker bought over $100 of booze and didn’t tip the bar tender. He then hung around like Epstein in a jail cell. Eventually the bar tender told him THE legend and as expected, he didn’t believe it and asked her to prove it. So, she gave him the blown surprise and released Thursdays meatloaf all over his face. It was epic!
by Bobby the Bug Man October 05, 2020

The act of using a public pool to clean one’s taint, asshole, salty balls, sweaty labia, roast beef lips, duct butter, and/or crusty shaft.
Gentleman - “Babe, I’m going for a swim in the pool right now.”
Lady - “Oh, I’m so gonna give you a room job tonight!”
Lady - “Oh, I’m so gonna give you a room job tonight!”
by Bobby the Bug Man June 26, 2021

When you have every sign that your bowels are full beyond capacity and a major shit needs to be taken, but upon parking your ass on the commode and easing the tension on your blowhole, all that comes out is 100psi of fecal flavored gas. No poop. Not even an M&M. Just enough methane to heat an igloo for the winter.
Me: Ah oh, I need to find a toilet immediately!
You: There’s a bathroom over there.
Me: <running for my life >
You: I hope he doesn’t make it.
Also you: Well, that was fast.
Me: Yep, it was only a gasplosion.
Also me: The velocity of brown wind made the fucking toilet flush itself!
You: There’s a bathroom over there.
Me: <running for my life >
You: I hope he doesn’t make it.
Also you: Well, that was fast.
Me: Yep, it was only a gasplosion.
Also me: The velocity of brown wind made the fucking toilet flush itself!
by Bobby the Bug Man February 11, 2022

"I did something presidential last night." Oh yeah, what was that? "I gave your mom the stormy." You're a fucking banker rim licker. Fuck you!
by Bobby the Bug Man October 22, 2020

When, on the backside of a night of major drinking, you sit down on the commode and use those 8 Coronas to push your wife’s meatloaf through your balloon knot and into the toilet where it should have gone in the first place. All while having the extruded log going from what looks like old petrified, burnt bark to smooth light-brown peanut butter.
Hey Tom, you having a good day? “Man, I’m having a shitcessful day!” Oh really? Did you blow out that struggle plug or something? “Dude, I reset my bowels to Thursday before my wife fed me a meatloaf that looked like a dead cat. I feel like I can take over the world now!!”
by Bobby the Bug Man September 21, 2020
