10 definitions by George Washington Christ

to the

just a fancy way of juxtaposing two words, letters, or syllables that already belong together

gluteus to the maximus = gluteus maximus

t to the i to the double grr = tigger

meredith to the mitchell = fugly to the slut

by George Washington Christ December 23, 2004

lust for life

wanting to experience all of the unconventional pleasures of life, i.e. both heterosexual and homesexual acts, drugs, crime etc.

well I'm just a modern guy
of course I've had it it in the ear before

by George Washington Christ November 13, 2004

punk-hop

the genre pioneered and owned by the kottonmouth kings, the only band to succesfully combine rock and rap. limp bizkit tried, but they suck.

KMK is the only punk-hop band i can think of right now, but more will pop up in the coming years

by George Washington Christ December 23, 2004

hooverville

during the great depression, a small cardboard village on the outskirts of a town, near the railroad tracks, where those who lost money would wait for a train to pass, then hop a boxcar and ride it out west to find a new life. hoovervilles were most common in states like Illinois and Michigan, industrial areas where unemployement was at its worst. they were so named because herbert hoover was president during the stock market crash and is widely blamed for it.

the police officers busted up the hooverville the day after billy hopped a train.

by George Washington Christ December 31, 2005

gene rayburn

The original host of the once popular game-show "Match Game"

the microphone Gene Rayburn uses is all skinny and weird

by George Washington Christ December 24, 2004

Boxcar Racer

1. a crappy blink 182 spin-off band.
2. one who, especcially during the great depression, jumped into a moving boxcar on a passing freight-train and road it for days. see also vagrant, vagabond, wanderer, tramp, not to be confused with bum, hobo, or derelict as these people tend to remain in one area

boxcar racer sucks almost as bad as blink 182

by George Washington Christ December 31, 2005

flamethrower love

a nuclear explosion breathing down your back, when it feels like you're brain is burning, so much so that you no longer care about littering, or whether you live or die., but only about singing

well I don't care about litter
and i don't care if i die
(well all I care about's singin)
I got a flamethrower love!
honey can't ya see?

by George Washington Christ December 23, 2004