6 definitions by Corey McCutcheon
A new phenomenon originating in Western Canada, a Diesel Bun is a dinner roll, hot dog bun or other like bread product placed in the exhaust pipe of a diesel-powered vehicle (usually a truck). It is consumed with the intent of becoming intoxicated from the vapors absorbed by the bun and is seen as a cost effective and nourishing alternative to huffing gas or smoking meth.
Before heading out to work in the morning, Richie always remembers to make a Diesel Bun in the exhaust of a truck in the Tim Horton's drive-thru. Washed down with a large double-double, its a great way to start the day (and corrode your internal organs)!
by Corey McCutcheon July 11, 2008
Nwned (and alternately Nowned) is shortform for "Narcotically Owned" and refers to the state of being following predigious consumption of multiple drugs within a brief period of time.
Stoner #1: You should have been there last night man! We smoked a shitload of weed, ate mushrooms like Super Mario and dropped acid until the end of time.
Stoner #2: Sounds like you got fucking nwned.
Stoner #1: I still can't feel my face.
Stoner #2: Sounds like you got fucking nwned.
Stoner #1: I still can't feel my face.
by Corey McCutcheon August 22, 2008
RSCS is a condition which causes a person to reveal a highly personal secret or factoid without provocation to another with whom they are not formerly acquainted in order to relieve the guilt complex accompanied with harbouring said secret/factoid. Most often, this takes place during innocuous social interaction, such as a client/clerk rapport, waiting at a transit stop or in line at a government services office.
A typical scenario where Random Stranger Confidence Syndrome is exhibited:
Commuter #1: Excuse me, do you have the time?
Commuter #2: It is 8:23. The bus is running a little slow today.
Commuter #1: Damn, I'm going to be late for work. I should have called in sick today and stayed home with the nanny to carry on our illicit affair. My wife would kill me if she ever found out.
Commuter #2: Oh look, here comes the bus. Nice chatting with you!
Commuter #1: Excuse me, do you have the time?
Commuter #2: It is 8:23. The bus is running a little slow today.
Commuter #1: Damn, I'm going to be late for work. I should have called in sick today and stayed home with the nanny to carry on our illicit affair. My wife would kill me if she ever found out.
Commuter #2: Oh look, here comes the bus. Nice chatting with you!
by Corey McCutcheon July 11, 2008
Acronym for Jocular Alpha Male, named so for their primary function of attempting to jam every female in sight. Common traits include low intelligence, superiority complex brought on by deep ceded insecurity/homoerotic denial, muscle mass consistent with steroid abuse and a predilection for jager bombs and HGH.
JAM 1: I'm so jacked right now man! I just blasted my delts at the gym! I can't wait to hit the bar tonight, pound some jager bombs and bang some skanks!
JAM 2: I just spent the rest of my money on HGH from China, so I can't go broski. Why don't we stay at my place, watch Brokeback Mountain and cuddle?
JAM 1: What the fuck did you just say?
JAM 2: Chill out dude, I'm just kidding... (aside) but not really.
JAM 2: I just spent the rest of my money on HGH from China, so I can't go broski. Why don't we stay at my place, watch Brokeback Mountain and cuddle?
JAM 1: What the fuck did you just say?
JAM 2: Chill out dude, I'm just kidding... (aside) but not really.
by Corey McCutcheon July 11, 2008
RSCS is an acronym for Random Stranger Confidence Syndrome, a condition which causes a person to reveal a highly personal secret or factoid without provocation to another with whom they are not formerly acquainted in order to relieve the guilt complex accompanied with harbouring said secret/factoid. Most often, this takes place during innocuous social interaction, such as a client/clerk rapport, waiting at a transit stop or in line at a government services office.
A typical scenario where RSCS is exhibited:
Commuter #1: Excuse me, do you have the time?
Commuter #2: It is 8:23. The bus is running a little slow today.
Commuter #1: Damn, I'm going to be late for work. I should have called in sick today and stayed home with the nanny to carry on our illicit affair. My wife would kill me if she ever found out.
Commuter #1: Excuse me, do you have the time?
Commuter #2: It is 8:23. The bus is running a little slow today.
Commuter #1: Damn, I'm going to be late for work. I should have called in sick today and stayed home with the nanny to carry on our illicit affair. My wife would kill me if she ever found out.
by Corey McCutcheon July 11, 2008
A rare Canadian delicacy made by spreading Cheez Whiz (or any like processed cheese spread/aerosol cheese spray) into the crevice of a Canadian stripper's pressed labias. Typically it is consumed immediately after preparation, before expulsion from the Champagne Room occurs.
Shit-faced and starving, Jim became crestfallen when he discovered the Foxxx Hole's vending machine was completely devoid of nourishment, the only item remaining being tampons. Fortunately, Jim remembered the emergency jar of Cheez Whiz he kept in his coat's inside pocket, and, after giving Caprice his last $20, was able to satisfy his hunger with a fresh, juicy, dripping Canadian Cheesesteak, bean sprouts on the side.
by Corey McCutcheon May 22, 2008