A short length of hose used to syphon gasoline from someone else's gas tank. You syphon the gas into a bucket, coffee can, or any other appropriate (or inappropriate) receptacle, then put it into your own gas tank.
The operator of an Okie credit card will almost always start the syphon by sucking on it, rather than covering the end of it with his thumb, then pulling the hose out a way. After all, this is an OKIE credit card.
Before the mid-1970s, you could use a length of garden hose for a Okie credit card. But in those dark days, Those Who Know What's Best for You and Me made the gas tank entrance holes much smaller. They said they did this to keep people from using unleaded gasoline, which was dispensed from a wide nozzle. But the real reason they did this was to make it harder to use an Okie credit card.
The operator of an Okie credit card will almost always start the syphon by sucking on it, rather than covering the end of it with his thumb, then pulling the hose out a way. After all, this is an OKIE credit card.
Before the mid-1970s, you could use a length of garden hose for a Okie credit card. But in those dark days, Those Who Know What's Best for You and Me made the gas tank entrance holes much smaller. They said they did this to keep people from using unleaded gasoline, which was dispensed from a wide nozzle. But the real reason they did this was to make it harder to use an Okie credit card.
by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005
Get the Okie credit cardmug. What punks, creeps, Ace Boon Coons, and Pachuco boys can be found doing outside pool halls, liquor stores, and 7-Eleven stores. Loitering involves standing somewhat still, posing like a tough guy, spitting on the sidewalk, and (if you're an Ace Boon Coon) occasionally shouting "Sheee-IT!" or "MO FO!"
Proprietors of businesses post signs that say "NO LOITERING." These signs can be found at better pool halls, liquor stores, and 7-Elevens in all major cities. They do this because if anything is bad for business, it's a slime ball punk or nose-picking creep or a greasy haired Pachuco or a shit-ass Blood or fat slob Crip standing outside your establishment.
Proprietors of businesses post signs that say "NO LOITERING." These signs can be found at better pool halls, liquor stores, and 7-Elevens in all major cities. They do this because if anything is bad for business, it's a slime ball punk or nose-picking creep or a greasy haired Pachuco or a shit-ass Blood or fat slob Crip standing outside your establishment.
Hector collects lucrative entitlements from the liberals because one of his ancestors was a conquistador. With no work to go to, he spends his afternoons loitering outside Mack's Liquor Store.
by Cap'n Bullmoose October 11, 2007
Get the loiteringmug. by Cap'n Bullmoose April 30, 2005
Get the dangle dancemug. A liberal twit who always knows the deep psychological reasons behind other peoples' beliefs and behaviors. Junior Psychologists come out of their holes to make their pronouncements in college dormatories, in letters to the editor, and in discussions. Like all liberal twits, Junior Psychologists know what is best for you and me, and never miss an opportunity to tell us so.
Fenton is a Junior Psychologist. She knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who drive four-wheel-drive vehicles do so because they subconsciously worry that their penises are not large enough. They buy four-wheel-drives to display as a large penis substitute. She can't conceive of a man -- or woman -- who wants a four-wheel-drive vehicle to explore the wondrous outback of America.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who do not vote for Quean Hillary do so because they are misogynist, sexist pigs and would feel emasculated if a woman was their leader. She can't imagine that their are 72 million women better-qualified to be President than Quean Hillary, and that most men would vote for one of them.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who own guns do so because they subconsciously fear that their penises are not long enough. They buy guns to substitute for a short penis. She can't imagine that men -- and also women -- own guns to hunt, and to shoot targets, beer cans, greasy-haired Pachuco Boys, and wimpy-ass liberals who want to take their rights away.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who are not limp-wristed liberal mush wimps are not because they "have issues" (as she likes to say) with having their bottoms wiped the wrong way when they were infants. She can't imagine that some people do not like paying taxes for sissy liberal social programs, socialist medicine, towing the politically correct party line, or being forced to tolerate the putrid behavior of A-Rabs, panhandlers, and mincing poofters.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that men who do not like poofters are subconsciously afraid of their own hidden homosexual feelings. She can't imagine that any people are real men who are attracted to women and who find mincing, prancing, doing dangle dances, playing circle jerk, corn holing, and squealing "weeee" to be insipid, disgusting, perverted, and nasty.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that men who do not like Greasy Haired Pachucos challenging them when they walk down the sidewalk have unresolved authority issues and harbor deep-seated racial hatred for people with dark hair and brown eyes. She can't conceive of a man who will defend his right to walk in public without being challenged by a greasy punk.
Fenton, as you can see, knows absolutely nothing. She is nothing but an arrogant, whining, snot-nosed liberal soccer mom who doesn't know Jack Shit.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who do not vote for Quean Hillary do so because they are misogynist, sexist pigs and would feel emasculated if a woman was their leader. She can't imagine that their are 72 million women better-qualified to be President than Quean Hillary, and that most men would vote for one of them.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who own guns do so because they subconsciously fear that their penises are not long enough. They buy guns to substitute for a short penis. She can't imagine that men -- and also women -- own guns to hunt, and to shoot targets, beer cans, greasy-haired Pachuco Boys, and wimpy-ass liberals who want to take their rights away.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that all men who are not limp-wristed liberal mush wimps are not because they "have issues" (as she likes to say) with having their bottoms wiped the wrong way when they were infants. She can't imagine that some people do not like paying taxes for sissy liberal social programs, socialist medicine, towing the politically correct party line, or being forced to tolerate the putrid behavior of A-Rabs, panhandlers, and mincing poofters.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that men who do not like poofters are subconsciously afraid of their own hidden homosexual feelings. She can't imagine that any people are real men who are attracted to women and who find mincing, prancing, doing dangle dances, playing circle jerk, corn holing, and squealing "weeee" to be insipid, disgusting, perverted, and nasty.
Fenton knows -- she absolutely KNOWS! -- that men who do not like Greasy Haired Pachucos challenging them when they walk down the sidewalk have unresolved authority issues and harbor deep-seated racial hatred for people with dark hair and brown eyes. She can't conceive of a man who will defend his right to walk in public without being challenged by a greasy punk.
Fenton, as you can see, knows absolutely nothing. She is nothing but an arrogant, whining, snot-nosed liberal soccer mom who doesn't know Jack Shit.
by Cap'n Bullmoose April 28, 2008
Get the Junior Psychologistmug. 
A navigation device of ancient origin. It requires no batteries, but demands a reasonable amount of skill to use. With a compass, you can navigate through rough country to an unseen destination. It is most useful with a topographic map.
Millie used her compass to get to the ski hut.
Yuppies, Soccer Moms, and other sissies don't know how to use a compass. They need a GPS in their car just to get to work.
Yuppies, Soccer Moms, and other sissies don't know how to use a compass. They need a GPS in their car just to get to work.
by Cap'n Bullmoose July 03, 2008
Get the Compassmug. Groupthink is a flaccid substitute for actual thought, as practiced by all good liberals. A groupthought originates deep in the arse of a liberal “leader.” The liberal leader pulls the groupthought out of her arse and dispenses it to the hordes of waiting liberals. The liberals gratefully accept the groupthought from the liberal “leader,” then they kiss her obsequiously on the arse, then they all mouth their little groupthink platitude as if it were actually true. It is far easier to use groupthink and let sissy-pants liberal “leaders” do your thinking for you.
The Irish Jig O’Bama, a self-proclaimed liberal “leader,” farted a little groupthought. He squatted and strained, and this one pooted out of his arse: “We can’t drill our way out of this one.” By the next day, every limp-wristed liberal in the country was blathering the same words as if they were really true. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the truth of that groupthought. They just kissed the arse of the Irish Jig and chanted his dumb ass slogan.
Irina Dunn pulled a little groupthought out of her arse: “a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.” And the next day, millions of womyn prattled the same stupid groupthought without considering its veracity. Millions of wives kissed Irina’s arse and belittled their loving husbands with that stupid ass slogan.
Some pansy ass liberal “leader” said that if you keep a gun in your house, you are far more likely to shoot one of your loved ones in anger with it, than you are to ever shoot a greasy, sneering, home-invading Pachuco boy. And next day, millions of liberals hit the streets babbling the same damn thing. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the stupidity of saying that. Not one liberal ever thought, “we are a loving, caring, family. We seldom argue, and wouldn’t think of using a gun to settle a beef. My family just doesn’t fit the statistics.” No, it’s easier for a liberal to use groupthink.
So sure enough, another sissy pants liberal “leader” says, “oh, but having a gun in the house makes it easier to kill your loved ones.” Well, duh. Guess that’s obvious, eh?. Driving a car makes it easier to crash into a brick wall. Taking a cruise makes it easier to drown. Living outside of a cave makes it easier to get hit by a meteor. Having a child makes it easier for your child to die before you. Are you going to sit paralyzed with fear because all those statements are true? NOT ONE effeminate liberal thought that through. Instead, legions of pantywaist liberals go around blathering the same insipid groupthought.
Some simpering poofter flounced into the room and said, “People don’t decide to become butt fucking faggots. They are born butt fucking faggots.” And millions of liberal twits accept that as truth. They yammer out the same idiocy as the poofters do. They never think for themselves. Come on, liberals, think! Are babies born eating butt? Are they born lisping and swishing? Are they born fisting each other and burgling turds? Think, liberals! Poofters become poofters by eating butt. They become poofters by fisting each other and corn holing the dog. Think, liberals! Don’t let a bunch of sodomites do your thinking for you.
Quit acting like a liberal! Don’t use Groupthink! Think for yourself!
Irina Dunn pulled a little groupthought out of her arse: “a woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle.” And the next day, millions of womyn prattled the same stupid groupthought without considering its veracity. Millions of wives kissed Irina’s arse and belittled their loving husbands with that stupid ass slogan.
Some pansy ass liberal “leader” said that if you keep a gun in your house, you are far more likely to shoot one of your loved ones in anger with it, than you are to ever shoot a greasy, sneering, home-invading Pachuco boy. And next day, millions of liberals hit the streets babbling the same damn thing. NOT ONE liberal ever sat and thought about the stupidity of saying that. Not one liberal ever thought, “we are a loving, caring, family. We seldom argue, and wouldn’t think of using a gun to settle a beef. My family just doesn’t fit the statistics.” No, it’s easier for a liberal to use groupthink.
So sure enough, another sissy pants liberal “leader” says, “oh, but having a gun in the house makes it easier to kill your loved ones.” Well, duh. Guess that’s obvious, eh?. Driving a car makes it easier to crash into a brick wall. Taking a cruise makes it easier to drown. Living outside of a cave makes it easier to get hit by a meteor. Having a child makes it easier for your child to die before you. Are you going to sit paralyzed with fear because all those statements are true? NOT ONE effeminate liberal thought that through. Instead, legions of pantywaist liberals go around blathering the same insipid groupthought.
Some simpering poofter flounced into the room and said, “People don’t decide to become butt fucking faggots. They are born butt fucking faggots.” And millions of liberal twits accept that as truth. They yammer out the same idiocy as the poofters do. They never think for themselves. Come on, liberals, think! Are babies born eating butt? Are they born lisping and swishing? Are they born fisting each other and burgling turds? Think, liberals! Poofters become poofters by eating butt. They become poofters by fisting each other and corn holing the dog. Think, liberals! Don’t let a bunch of sodomites do your thinking for you.
Quit acting like a liberal! Don’t use Groupthink! Think for yourself!
by Cap'n Bullmoose August 20, 2008
Get the Groupthinkmug.