Skank Panties. Tacky, gaudy panties worn by skanks...or normal women who are wanting to spice up their love lives by being a bit risque.
David: What the hell are those?
Michelle: These are my new skanties. Got 'em at Victoria's of Hollywood. Do you like them? They're crotchless AND rear-less!
David: What color are they? That color's not found in nature, is it?
Michelle: It's a mixture of fuchsia, pink and orange. The sequins around the openings are blue, with mink fur accents. Motley Crue is in town, and fuchsia is Tommy Lee's favorite color. Do you think he'll like them? I doubt if I'll be wearing them long enough for him to notice, but it's the thought that counts, ya know?
David: You're so skanky, but I have to admit that I do love the skanties!
Michelle: These are my new skanties. Got 'em at Victoria's of Hollywood. Do you like them? They're crotchless AND rear-less!
David: What color are they? That color's not found in nature, is it?
Michelle: It's a mixture of fuchsia, pink and orange. The sequins around the openings are blue, with mink fur accents. Motley Crue is in town, and fuchsia is Tommy Lee's favorite color. Do you think he'll like them? I doubt if I'll be wearing them long enough for him to notice, but it's the thought that counts, ya know?
David: You're so skanky, but I have to admit that I do love the skanties!
by Greyborzoi May 20, 2010

Orgasms that only lead to trouble and misery. Based on the cartoon character "Schleprock" from The Flintstones. Schleprock was always under a thundercloud and bad things always happened to him.
My friend Ward got some chick pregnant 19 years ago and married her. They soon divorced and he had to support their kid for 18 years. He counted down the days until the kid turned 18 and he wouldn't have to pay child support anymore. The kid turned 18. Ward then went out, screwed some fat chick, and got HER pregnant. Now he has to pay child support for another 18 years. He has SCHLEPROCK SPERM.
by Greyborzoi April 03, 2008

When someone works incredibly hard, but since they lack even the most basic skills, the product of their many hours of hard work is still crap. (I made up this word April 8, 2008)
Dingus: "I saw you had a bunch of illegal immigrants reroofing your house. Man, I hear those guys work their asses off."
Cleetus: "Yep, they worked their asses off, but they forgot to put tar-paper down, and the edges of the shingles aren't level. Now I have to hire someone that knows what they're doing. Damn illegals".
Lurleen: "Sounds like they put forth the MEXIMUM effort though...you have to hand it to them."
Also when a pro-immigration person says "Those immigrants, they work their asses off" and then I say "Yeah, but you could put a scalpel in my hand and I'd work my ass off in the operating room, but it'd still be a bloody mess and the patient would die". I put forth the MEXIMUM effort, but the finished product was crap.
Cleetus: "Yep, they worked their asses off, but they forgot to put tar-paper down, and the edges of the shingles aren't level. Now I have to hire someone that knows what they're doing. Damn illegals".
Lurleen: "Sounds like they put forth the MEXIMUM effort though...you have to hand it to them."
Also when a pro-immigration person says "Those immigrants, they work their asses off" and then I say "Yeah, but you could put a scalpel in my hand and I'd work my ass off in the operating room, but it'd still be a bloody mess and the patient would die". I put forth the MEXIMUM effort, but the finished product was crap.
by Greyborzoi April 09, 2008

Combination of velocity and oscillator. Used to describe a driver on the same road as you, usually a lonely highway. You're traveling at a constant rate of speed, but that other jerk will go a little faster than you, pass you, and you'll be rid of him...but then he decides he's going too fast and lets off on his gas...then his car slowly makes his way back to you, and you pass him...then he speeds up and passes you...and then slows down....and over and over again. Usually ends up with you flooring your accelerator and putting so much distance between you that he can never catch up. Usually an old person, or someone from up north whose mind doesn't work quite right.
Me, to wife: What the hell is that guy doing?
Wife: Who?
Me: That douche right there. I passed his slow ass two miles back and he's crept up on me...now he's passing me. Why does he keep changing speeds? He's a veloscillator!
Wife: Don't let it eat you up inside. Put some love in your heart.
Me: NOW what is he doing? He's slowed down and I have to look at his dumb face again!
Wife: Well, he's behind you now. You sure are handsome.
Me: Look at him! Now he's passing me! Is he in love with me? Is my profile that awesome??!?!
Wife: Well, actually it is. He might have a crush on you.
Me: LOOK AT THIS GUY! Now I've passed him....I'm so sick of this shit! VRRROOOOOMMM.....let's see this asshole catch me now!
Wife: Who?
Me: That douche right there. I passed his slow ass two miles back and he's crept up on me...now he's passing me. Why does he keep changing speeds? He's a veloscillator!
Wife: Don't let it eat you up inside. Put some love in your heart.
Me: NOW what is he doing? He's slowed down and I have to look at his dumb face again!
Wife: Well, he's behind you now. You sure are handsome.
Me: Look at him! Now he's passing me! Is he in love with me? Is my profile that awesome??!?!
Wife: Well, actually it is. He might have a crush on you.
Me: LOOK AT THIS GUY! Now I've passed him....I'm so sick of this shit! VRRROOOOOMMM.....let's see this asshole catch me now!
by Greyborzoi July 31, 2009

When you're peeing and a fart has developed. You try to hold it in, but when you finally are forced to let it go, the resulting release of pressure makes your pee stream get stronger, sending pee onto the underside of the toilet lid. Akin to the recoil of a rifle, hence the term "peecoil".
Andrea: How the hell do you manage to get pee on the underside of the toilet lid?
David: Those burritos I had last night gave me gas, and the peecoil from a huge fart is what's responsible for the peed-on toilet seat.
Andrea: Kinda like a rifle, huh? Well, it looks like a rifle you have there in your hand.
David: Yep...a Kentucky long rifle.
David: Those burritos I had last night gave me gas, and the peecoil from a huge fart is what's responsible for the peed-on toilet seat.
Andrea: Kinda like a rifle, huh? Well, it looks like a rifle you have there in your hand.
David: Yep...a Kentucky long rifle.
by Greyborzoi April 14, 2009

An adjective used to describe a house that has obviously been bought, renovated, and is now being flipped. The obvious sign of a flip house is the myriad architectural elements that have been tacked on to give it character. An example: A 1950's brick ranch house. It will have a non-matching addition added onto the back. It will be painted "buff" or other neutral color to appeal to yuppies. They will tack on some cedar-shake siding so it has a Cape Cod look, and then some copper flashing so it has some Loire Valley feel, then some river-stone stonework around the foundation for that New England country feel, a couple of bogus columns that supposedly support the front stoop for that Old South look, and for the finale, a redwood pergola placed on the front of the house for that Pacific Northwest feel. Very, very tacky...and soooo very obvious.
Muffy: Oh Skip, what a charming neighborhood. All this old-time charm. I just love this cute, authentic mill village. How artsy!
Skip: Oh Muffy, you're so right! These quaint old neighborhoods are so rare nowadays. I love it!
Muffy: Oh no, Skip. What is that God-awful monstrosity??? Did it fall to earth from some other planet? It's twice the size of these other houses and it's taking up the whole damn yard. Gross. It's ruining the neighborhood.
Skip: Yeah...it's totally flippery. Let's go buy a condo instead.
Skip: Oh Muffy, you're so right! These quaint old neighborhoods are so rare nowadays. I love it!
Muffy: Oh no, Skip. What is that God-awful monstrosity??? Did it fall to earth from some other planet? It's twice the size of these other houses and it's taking up the whole damn yard. Gross. It's ruining the neighborhood.
Skip: Yeah...it's totally flippery. Let's go buy a condo instead.
by Greyborzoi August 05, 2008

When you wake up with a raging hard-on caused by having a full bladder. You have to stand way back from the toilet and lean way forward so that your pee will go into the bowl, rather than going all over the wall. In this position, you will resemble one of those downhill skiiers doing a ski jump.
Sheila: What the heck are you doing? You look like you're doing a ski jump in the bathroom.
David: I had to pee, and if I don't stand like this, my hard-on will shoot pee all over the potted plant you put on top of the toilet. Don't I look like a downhill skiier pee-er?
Sheila: That thing sure is big.
David: Yep
David: I had to pee, and if I don't stand like this, my hard-on will shoot pee all over the potted plant you put on top of the toilet. Don't I look like a downhill skiier pee-er?
Sheila: That thing sure is big.
David: Yep
by Greyborzoi January 20, 2009
