The favorite passtime of the liberal, the yuppie, the soccer mom, and the Jewish American Princess. To complain incessantly.
by Bumkicker Slade May 11, 2005
The spawn of a yuppie and a soccer mom, who is raised not by loving parents but in a group-oriented place called a Day Care Center. There, the day care brat learns neither discipline nor manners.
Female day care brats, who are usually named Tyler, Tayler, Madison, Foxworthy, or Sheboygan, learn to speak in a loud, whiney, nasal voice, and continue to do this throughout their lives. This is called "being assertive."
Male day care brats are discouraged from exhibiting masculine behavior, which is called aggressive. However, this behavior is expected of the females.
These ill-mannered, shallow, and self-centered people are taught to think in groups, rather than as individuals. The trend continues into the workplace, where bosses raised in Day Care Centers encourage group thinking and group solutions to problems. This, of course, discourages discoveries by independent thinkers, such as Newton, Einstein, and Szilard.
Female day care brats, who are usually named Tyler, Tayler, Madison, Foxworthy, or Sheboygan, learn to speak in a loud, whiney, nasal voice, and continue to do this throughout their lives. This is called "being assertive."
Male day care brats are discouraged from exhibiting masculine behavior, which is called aggressive. However, this behavior is expected of the females.
These ill-mannered, shallow, and self-centered people are taught to think in groups, rather than as individuals. The trend continues into the workplace, where bosses raised in Day Care Centers encourage group thinking and group solutions to problems. This, of course, discourages discoveries by independent thinkers, such as Newton, Einstein, and Szilard.
Mofette is a day care brat. Her whiney voice can be heard throughout the mall. Obviously, her soccer mom never looked up her name in a dictionary, but gave it to her because it was trendy.
by Bumkicker Slade May 11, 2005
Locking yourself in the bathroom and asking an intruder to please take what he wants and then leave your house.
Because people in Massachusetts are not allowed to defend their life, liberty, or property. This is based on the liberal notions that if we reason politely with criminals they will surely not harm us, and that defending ourselves lowers us to the level of the criminal. (Since liberals do not believe in levels of humanity, this is difficult to comprehend.)
Because people in Massachusetts are not allowed to defend their life, liberty, or property. This is based on the liberal notions that if we reason politely with criminals they will surely not harm us, and that defending ourselves lowers us to the level of the criminal. (Since liberals do not believe in levels of humanity, this is difficult to comprehend.)
Oh, goodness gracious, a Pachuco is breaking into our home! Everyone get into the bathroom! We're going to practice Massachusetts self-defense!
by Bumkicker Slade May 11, 2005
A newspaper sold out to the poof agenda. Its editorial position assumes that all readers enjoy being poofters or support poofter causes and events.
The San Francisco Chronicle is a fag rag.
by Bumkicker Slade May 07, 2005
by Bumkicker Slade April 30, 2005
Let me tell you 'bout Ahab The Arab
The Sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just dripping off 'a him
And a ring on every finger of his hands
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And every evening about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named Clyde...and ride
Spoken
Silently through the night to the sultan's tent where he would secretly meet up with Fatima of the Seven Veils, swingingest grade "A" number one U.S. choice dancer in the Sultan's whole harem, 'cause, heh, him and her had a thing going. You know, and they'd been carrying on for some time now behind the Sultan's back and you could hear him talk to his camel as he rode out across the dunes, his voice would cut through the still night desert air and he'd say (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, "stop, Clyde!" and Clyde would say, (imitate camel voice). Which is camel for, "What the heck did he say anyway?"
Well....
He brought that camel to a screeching halt
At the rear of Fatima's tent jumped off Clyde,
Snuck around the corner and into the tent he went
There he saw Fatima laying on a Zebra skin rug
Wearing rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
And a bone in her nose ho, ho.
Spoken
There she was friends lying there in all her radiant beauty. Eating on a raisin, grape, apricot, pomegranate, bowl of chitterlings, two bananas, three Hershey bars, sipping on a "R C" Co-Cola listening to her transistor, watching the Grand Ole Opry on the tube reading the Mad magazine while she sung, "Does your chewing gum lose it's flavor?" and Ahab walked up to her and he said, (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, "Let's twist again like we did last summer, baby." (laughter) You know what I mean! Whew! She looked up at him from off the rug, give him one of the sly looks, she said, (coy, girlish laugh) "Crazy baby".
'Round and around and around and around...etc.
And that's the story 'bout Ahab the Arab
The Sheik of the Burnin' sand
Ahab the Arab
The swinging Sheik of the burnin' sand
The Sheik of the burning sand
He had emeralds and rubies just dripping off 'a him
And a ring on every finger of his hands
He wore a big ol' turban wrapped around his head
And a scimitar by his side
And every evening about midnight
He'd jump on his camel named Clyde...and ride
Spoken
Silently through the night to the sultan's tent where he would secretly meet up with Fatima of the Seven Veils, swingingest grade "A" number one U.S. choice dancer in the Sultan's whole harem, 'cause, heh, him and her had a thing going. You know, and they'd been carrying on for some time now behind the Sultan's back and you could hear him talk to his camel as he rode out across the dunes, his voice would cut through the still night desert air and he'd say (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, "stop, Clyde!" and Clyde would say, (imitate camel voice). Which is camel for, "What the heck did he say anyway?"
Well....
He brought that camel to a screeching halt
At the rear of Fatima's tent jumped off Clyde,
Snuck around the corner and into the tent he went
There he saw Fatima laying on a Zebra skin rug
Wearing rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
And a bone in her nose ho, ho.
Spoken
There she was friends lying there in all her radiant beauty. Eating on a raisin, grape, apricot, pomegranate, bowl of chitterlings, two bananas, three Hershey bars, sipping on a "R C" Co-Cola listening to her transistor, watching the Grand Ole Opry on the tube reading the Mad magazine while she sung, "Does your chewing gum lose it's flavor?" and Ahab walked up to her and he said, (imitate Arabian speech) which is arabic for, "Let's twist again like we did last summer, baby." (laughter) You know what I mean! Whew! She looked up at him from off the rug, give him one of the sly looks, she said, (coy, girlish laugh) "Crazy baby".
'Round and around and around and around...etc.
And that's the story 'bout Ahab the Arab
The Sheik of the Burnin' sand
Ahab the Arab
The swinging Sheik of the burnin' sand
by Bumkicker Slade May 11, 2005
by Bumkicker Slade May 10, 2005