A milkshake made of vanilla and rocky road ice cream. The chocolate represents oil, the white air. It is often eaten at Toledo Mudhens games, most often by Ed Crankshaft.
Ed: There's a pitcher of Cream of Crankshaft in the fridge if you want one.
Nate: Well, maybe, but I've never had one. What is it?
Ed: It's this milkshake I make. Its vanilla and rocky road ice cream.
Nate: Would they sell it at bus stops?
Ed: They sure would. I sell them in the summer off my truck. It's awesome!
Nate: Well, maybe, but I've never had one. What is it?
Ed: It's this milkshake I make. Its vanilla and rocky road ice cream.
Nate: Would they sell it at bus stops?
Ed: They sure would. I sell them in the summer off my truck. It's awesome!
by Dusty's Baby Powder November 01, 2010
A ritual done by all husbands in the morning. Especially if their wives have just walked in. Often seen as staring into a mirror with the intent of looking at one's chest, flexing the pecs in the process.
Ralph: (staring at himself) Ready, begin. One, two, one, two....
June: What the heck are you doing? I've never seen you do that.
Ralph: Calm down, honeybunches, it's just a pec-check.
June: I gotta admit, you do love showing off that mall cop body of yours.
June: What the heck are you doing? I've never seen you do that.
Ralph: Calm down, honeybunches, it's just a pec-check.
June: I gotta admit, you do love showing off that mall cop body of yours.
by Dusty's Baby Powder December 25, 2010
A dandelion-like weed that has Earl Pickles' face. Often it is not quite grown revealing a bald piece in the middle of its head. It is often killed by spraying a blow torch at it, firecrackers, or some other form of weed poison. Earlweed greens are also delicious to eat. So when you see a flower you just can't defeat, chances are it is an Earlweed!
Earl: Oh no, there's Earlweeds all over the yard. Time to break out the big guns. (he gets out a blow torch) Take that!
Nelson: Hold on, that's ugly. You don't want to kill a defenseless little weed! See how much it looks like you? (he picks one up and shows it to Earl)
Earl: Yes, they're pretty. But they must be destroyed! (he throws the torch at them. The torch explodes destroying all the Earlweeds) Take that! Victory is mine!
Opal: What have you done? You destroyed our garden. Why? (she starts crying) There were some pretty flowers there, and you ruined them.
Nelson: They were Earlweeds. They look like Grandpa Earl. You see? Cute!
Earl: Are you hungry? I think she made some Earlweed soup. We put those bad boys to good use! Long live Earlweed!
Nelson: Hold on, that's ugly. You don't want to kill a defenseless little weed! See how much it looks like you? (he picks one up and shows it to Earl)
Earl: Yes, they're pretty. But they must be destroyed! (he throws the torch at them. The torch explodes destroying all the Earlweeds) Take that! Victory is mine!
Opal: What have you done? You destroyed our garden. Why? (she starts crying) There were some pretty flowers there, and you ruined them.
Nelson: They were Earlweeds. They look like Grandpa Earl. You see? Cute!
Earl: Are you hungry? I think she made some Earlweed soup. We put those bad boys to good use! Long live Earlweed!
by Dusty's Baby Powder November 15, 2011
A pterodactyl-like dinosaur that looks much like Ralph Drabble. Often flies around the house with sweatpants on its legs and tennis shoes on its feet. While capable of flight, the Ralphorynchus can also walk. It is often accompanied by its wife dinosaur, the Juneorynchus, who chases it if it makes fun of her exercise. As in the July 6, 2010 'Drabble'.
The Ralphorynchus: Hey honeybunch, great workout! You might wanna try a few sit ups too.
The Juneorynchus: (Screeches) You crazy dino-bird!! We don't have much abs, how can we do sit ups? We get enough on them just flying around.
The Ralphorynchus: You are so crazy! Maybe I should do all this while you eat! The human Drabbles did it the other way around. The human Ralph Drabble while the human June was working out.
The Juneorynchus: (lets out a high pitched screech) This is for your own good. Give me 20 laps around this house! And I don't mean flying! You better start jogging, boy!
The Ralphorynchus: I should thank her. Now she's got me jog-flying!
The Juneorynchus: (Screeches) You crazy dino-bird!! We don't have much abs, how can we do sit ups? We get enough on them just flying around.
The Ralphorynchus: You are so crazy! Maybe I should do all this while you eat! The human Drabbles did it the other way around. The human Ralph Drabble while the human June was working out.
The Juneorynchus: (lets out a high pitched screech) This is for your own good. Give me 20 laps around this house! And I don't mean flying! You better start jogging, boy!
The Ralphorynchus: I should thank her. Now she's got me jog-flying!
by Dusty's Baby Powder April 03, 2011
A grandma who also works as a youth's sports coach. Often fires the other coaches and takes on coaching herself. One notable example of this happened on January 30, 2011 when Beatrice Middleton fired her son, Morris, from his Pop-Warner football team and took over the coaching herself.
Beatrice: (blowing the coach's whistle) Hey kids, Coach Morris isn't here any more. You've got yourselves a Grandma Coach!
Wilson: What on earth is a Grandma Coach?
Beatrice: It's a grandma that coaches kids' sports. Trust me, you'll like me just as much as you did him!
Wilson: I'm not so sure.
Beatrice: Trust me, it's going to be fun. I'll work you so hard you'll be begging for mercy! (blows the whistle again, yelling) MOVE IT!
Morris: Mom! You're working those guys too hard. A coach isn't supposed to work that way.
Beatrice: Oh yeah, well drop and give me fifty! (blows the whistle again, getting in Morris' face yelling) NOW!!!
Midge: Easy Beatrice, it's only your first day. You'll make a great coach, trust me!
Wilson: What on earth is a Grandma Coach?
Beatrice: It's a grandma that coaches kids' sports. Trust me, you'll like me just as much as you did him!
Wilson: I'm not so sure.
Beatrice: Trust me, it's going to be fun. I'll work you so hard you'll be begging for mercy! (blows the whistle again, yelling) MOVE IT!
Morris: Mom! You're working those guys too hard. A coach isn't supposed to work that way.
Beatrice: Oh yeah, well drop and give me fifty! (blows the whistle again, getting in Morris' face yelling) NOW!!!
Midge: Easy Beatrice, it's only your first day. You'll make a great coach, trust me!
by Dusty's Baby Powder January 31, 2011
A condition of going into seizures of jumping jacks. Often caused by nervousness or stress. These seizures, which are also known as 'jack attacks', are most often seen in Ralph Drabble when he gets nervous.
Ralph: (panting) One, two, one two...
Patrick: Man, Dad, you're all sweaty. Are you nervous?
Ralph: Yeah, I'm doing some Sky Jacks to calm down.
Patrick: Mind if I join you? I'm kinda stressed too.
Ralph: Sure! (like a coach) Ready, begin!
Patrick: Man, Dad, you're all sweaty. Are you nervous?
Ralph: Yeah, I'm doing some Sky Jacks to calm down.
Patrick: Mind if I join you? I'm kinda stressed too.
Ralph: Sure! (like a coach) Ready, begin!
by Dusty's Baby Powder December 17, 2010
A form of squat created on September 27, 2011 by Ben Hatley. It begins by standing by the Benmobile's front wheel with the feet spread as wide as possible. The wheel is then kicked or turned and then, between turns of the wheel, a plyometric squat is done. That is you jump up in between turns of the wheel. This is very powerful. If you thought doing squats was fun before, wait till you try Hatleysquats - they are awesome! Ben Hatley approved.
Ben: Hey Bryant, come here. How about a round of Hatleysquats? (he kicks the wheel of the Benmobile)
Bryant: I'm not sure. I know how to do it, but we did some this morning.
Ben: Well, it wouldn't hurt to do some again. Here, spread your feet and squat down when I turn the wheel. Then, for every time it turns, jump up once. Ready? (he turns the wheel and Bryant jumps up)
Liv: Wow! Are you doing Hatleysquats again? Let me at it! These are fun. Better than any old regular squat that I do.
Bryant: (counting, having already done 5) Six.. Seven.. Eight.. Nine.. Ten! There! I feel awesome now.
Snapper: What?! This crazy exercise. I used to do these, but not like that. Show me.
Bryant: Here Aunt Snapper, I'll show you. Spread your feet out and crouch down. Then, when Grandpa Ben turns the wheel, jump up, then squat again. Its easy. Its a Hatleysquat.
Snapper: (tries it) Woah, that's brisk. Do you think Grandma Mac might like it?
Ben: Sure, she'll love it. They are so hot your quads will be an inferno by the time we're done. (he rubs his leg because he's squatted for so long) Sweet!
Bryant: I'm not sure. I know how to do it, but we did some this morning.
Ben: Well, it wouldn't hurt to do some again. Here, spread your feet and squat down when I turn the wheel. Then, for every time it turns, jump up once. Ready? (he turns the wheel and Bryant jumps up)
Liv: Wow! Are you doing Hatleysquats again? Let me at it! These are fun. Better than any old regular squat that I do.
Bryant: (counting, having already done 5) Six.. Seven.. Eight.. Nine.. Ten! There! I feel awesome now.
Snapper: What?! This crazy exercise. I used to do these, but not like that. Show me.
Bryant: Here Aunt Snapper, I'll show you. Spread your feet out and crouch down. Then, when Grandpa Ben turns the wheel, jump up, then squat again. Its easy. Its a Hatleysquat.
Snapper: (tries it) Woah, that's brisk. Do you think Grandma Mac might like it?
Ben: Sure, she'll love it. They are so hot your quads will be an inferno by the time we're done. (he rubs his leg because he's squatted for so long) Sweet!
by Dusty's Baby Powder September 28, 2011