n. In Baltimoron, this refers to the Chesapeake Bay Bridge. The Chesapeake Bay Bridge is where US 50 crosses the Chesapeake Bay from Annapolis MD (at Sandy Point) to Kent Island MD. This bridge is not the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel. The Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel is about 120 miles to the south of the Chesapeake Bay Bridge, and the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel crosses the bay from the tip of the Delmarva peninsula to Norfolk VA. For most Marylanders (who don't live on the Eastern Shore), the Chesapeake Bay Bridge is the only practical way to go downy oshun (to Ocean City, MD). This means that bridge traffic can be backed up from 10 to 15 miles during the summer, much to the consternation of many Marylanders.
Jeez Louise! Dat dang Baybrij's bakd up da hoe way ta I-97 agin!
Translation: Golly (or other expression of exasperation)! That damnable Chesapeake Bay Bridge is backed up once again from the toll plaza at Sandy Point all the way to the intersection of US 50 and Interstate 97!
Note: This is a distance of approximately 12 miles.
Translation: Golly (or other expression of exasperation)! That damnable Chesapeake Bay Bridge is backed up once again from the toll plaza at Sandy Point all the way to the intersection of US 50 and Interstate 97!
Note: This is a distance of approximately 12 miles.
by Dan Weyandt April 09, 2008

n. A fruity mixed drink, popular during summer and especially during Spring Break. Here's a recipe that will make a gallon.
Ingredients:
1 cup Peach schnapps
1 cup Midori melon liqueur
1 cup Rum
1 cup Chambord
1 1/2 qt Pineapple juice
1 1/2 qt Cranberry juice
1 bag Ice
Mixing instructions:
Makes 1 gallon of punch -- mix all 4 liquers in 1 parts and fill rest with pineapple and cranberry juice
Ingredients:
1 cup Peach schnapps
1 cup Midori melon liqueur
1 cup Rum
1 cup Chambord
1 1/2 qt Pineapple juice
1 1/2 qt Cranberry juice
1 bag Ice
Mixing instructions:
Makes 1 gallon of punch -- mix all 4 liquers in 1 parts and fill rest with pineapple and cranberry juice
by Dan Weyandt December 31, 2007

n. What Third-Eye gumshoes end up reading on drizzly Tuesday afternoons after listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on their desktops...
Out of the fog.
Into the smog (cough cough).
Relentlessly.
Ruthlessly! (I wonder where Ruth is?).
DOGGEDLY! (ruff! ruff!)
Toward his weekly meeting with THE UNKNOWN.
At 4th and Drucker he turns left.
At Drucker and 4th he turns right.
He crosses MacArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. (Oh, my nose!)
Groping for the door, he steps inside, climbs the 13 steps to his office.
He walks in.
He's ready for mystery.
He's ready for EXITEMENT!
HE'S READY FOR ANYTHING, HE'S...
(rrrring) (click) Nick Danger, Third Eye.
(Uhh, I wanna order a pizza to go with no anchovies)
No andchovies? You've got the wrong man! I spell my name "DANGER!"
(click) (what?)
Let's get down to business. Uncross those beautiful stems of yours, baby! Here's the case I call number 666...
It all began innocently enough on Tuesday. I was sitting in my office on that drizzly afternoon listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on my desktop, and reading my name on the glass of my office door--"regnaD kciN."
My secretary lay snoring on the floor. Her long, beautiful gams pinioned under the couch.
I didn't hear him enter, but my nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume: "Pyramid Pachuli." There was only one joker in L.A. sensitive enough to wear that scent, and I had to find out WHO HE WAS...
Into the smog (cough cough).
Relentlessly.
Ruthlessly! (I wonder where Ruth is?).
DOGGEDLY! (ruff! ruff!)
Toward his weekly meeting with THE UNKNOWN.
At 4th and Drucker he turns left.
At Drucker and 4th he turns right.
He crosses MacArthur Park and walks into a great sandstone building. (Oh, my nose!)
Groping for the door, he steps inside, climbs the 13 steps to his office.
He walks in.
He's ready for mystery.
He's ready for EXITEMENT!
HE'S READY FOR ANYTHING, HE'S...
(rrrring) (click) Nick Danger, Third Eye.
(Uhh, I wanna order a pizza to go with no anchovies)
No andchovies? You've got the wrong man! I spell my name "DANGER!"
(click) (what?)
Let's get down to business. Uncross those beautiful stems of yours, baby! Here's the case I call number 666...
It all began innocently enough on Tuesday. I was sitting in my office on that drizzly afternoon listening to the monotonous staccato of rain on my desktop, and reading my name on the glass of my office door--"regnaD kciN."
My secretary lay snoring on the floor. Her long, beautiful gams pinioned under the couch.
I didn't hear him enter, but my nostrils flared at the smell of his perfume: "Pyramid Pachuli." There was only one joker in L.A. sensitive enough to wear that scent, and I had to find out WHO HE WAS...
by Dan Weyandt August 21, 2008

n. A mixed drink. A mix of a Screaming Multiple Orgasm and a Sex On The Beach. If you put too much Peachtree Schnapps in, the drink is very bad.
Ingredients:
1 1/2 oz Bailey's Irish Cream
1 1/2 oz Amaretto
1 oz Malibu rum
1/2 oz Triple sec
1 oz Midori melon liqueur
1 oz Peachtree schnapps
2 oz Club soda
Mixing instructions:
Fill glass 1/2 full with ice. Add all liquers and speed shake. Top with club soda.
Ingredients:
1 1/2 oz Bailey's Irish Cream
1 1/2 oz Amaretto
1 oz Malibu rum
1/2 oz Triple sec
1 oz Midori melon liqueur
1 oz Peachtree schnapps
2 oz Club soda
Mixing instructions:
Fill glass 1/2 full with ice. Add all liquers and speed shake. Top with club soda.
You should have seen the reaction I got from the bartender when I asked for a Screaming Multiple Orgasm On The Beach.
by Dan Weyandt December 31, 2007

n. the "National Active and Retired Federal Employees" Associations. This organization should not be confused with:
Zoroastrians Of Regulated Transportation Employees--ZORTE
Public Organization of Internal Traffic Employees--POITE
Emergency Testers in Regimented Orange Zebras--ETROZ
Zoroastrians Of Regulated Transportation Employees--ZORTE
Public Organization of Internal Traffic Employees--POITE
Emergency Testers in Regimented Orange Zebras--ETROZ
by Dan Weyandt March 26, 2013

n. Derogatory nick-name for the Ohio State Correctional System Work Release Program, also known as the Cincinnati Bengals. The origin of "Da Bungles" is generally attributed to the late Pittsburgh sportscaster and Steelers color analyst Myron Cope.
Yoi and Double Yoi! Troy just trucked Palmer t' score on that pick! Y'know sumpin' Bill, it's kinda embarrasin' t' watch dem Bungles sometimes. - Myron Cope, to Bill Hillgrove.
by Dan Weyandt September 17, 2010

n. The highest practical ranking of those skilled in the delicate and generous arts of cunnilingus, similar to becoming a 1st Degree Black Belt in Karate (demonstratinhg mastry of all skills). This rank is superior in rank to a Wing Commander, because one achieves this rank by acquiring the wings listed below, and only the first four are required for Wing Commander. Note that one is not awarded a set of wings unless the cunniligus recipient orgasms:
Red Wings -- Cunilingus during menstration.
Yellow Wings or Gold Wings -- Cunniligus during uriniation.
White Wings -- Cunnilingus after intercourse (and ejaculation).
Brown Wings -- Cunnilingus and analingus.
Silver Wings -- Cunnilingus while airborne. Note this is similar to membership in the Mile High Club, which is earned for any sexual activity while airborne.
Red Wings -- Cunilingus during menstration.
Yellow Wings or Gold Wings -- Cunniligus during uriniation.
White Wings -- Cunnilingus after intercourse (and ejaculation).
Brown Wings -- Cunnilingus and analingus.
Silver Wings -- Cunnilingus while airborne. Note this is similar to membership in the Mile High Club, which is earned for any sexual activity while airborne.
by Dan Weyandt December 27, 2007
