by Eaton Holgoode January 16, 2019
Rachel and I were rubbin’ skins last night. She came three times.
That hooker charged me $20 for rubbin’ skins. I think she gave me the drip.
That hooker charged me $20 for rubbin’ skins. I think she gave me the drip.
by Eaton Holgoode June 08, 2018
Carl: Hey braaaaahh. What happened to you last night on the way home?
Roger: I stopped along the trail and picked up a nasty ho for quick blow.
Carl: And?
Roger: That bitch was a Meat Saw. Teeth bout cut my dick off. Rather had a Hot Gummy.
Carl: Did you pay her?
Roger: Hell no. I nutted her hair and kicked her out.
Carl: Sweeet!
Roger: I stopped along the trail and picked up a nasty ho for quick blow.
Carl: And?
Roger: That bitch was a Meat Saw. Teeth bout cut my dick off. Rather had a Hot Gummy.
Carl: Did you pay her?
Roger: Hell no. I nutted her hair and kicked her out.
Carl: Sweeet!
by Eaton Holgoode February 24, 2015
When the male scrotum goes from a vibrant, firm, taut state of appearance to that of an old, dangly, wrinkled sack.
Sheila was disappointed to discover that Roger, while young and virile and in his prime, already had developed dad bag.
That old guy at the gym has dad bag. Thing almost drags the shower drain.
That old guy at the gym has dad bag. Thing almost drags the shower drain.
by Eaton Holgoode March 17, 2017
This bar is such a dive. Picking up any hoe here will be hittin rotch bottom.
Go wash your stank puss. I’m not hittin rotch bottom.
Go wash your stank puss. I’m not hittin rotch bottom.
by Eaton Holgoode October 11, 2018
The internal gasy, gastrointestinal buildup, throughout the day on Sunday, of a wet, steamy shit inevitably to be dumped at the office on Monday morning. Sunday Crock Potting typically gestates a massive excrement as a result of a weekend of partying and poor dietary choices.
What the hell happened in that bathroom? Looks like there was swamp buggy race in the toilet and the smell is enough to make me retch.
George had a long weekend. He warned me he had been Sunday Crock Potting and I might not want to go in there.
George had a long weekend. He warned me he had been Sunday Crock Potting and I might not want to go in there.
by Eaton Holgoode November 28, 2015
The office had an ice cream social and all I could think about was licking a scoop of mint chocolate chip ice cream off my coworker’s stomach. Gotta get my food kink under control.
Rachel introduced to me her food kink with some warm carmel and whipped cream. What a sweet pussy that was.
Rachel introduced to me her food kink with some warm carmel and whipped cream. What a sweet pussy that was.
by Eaton Holgoode November 14, 2018