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
A hard-on so big and intense that it pulls the skin tight on the rest of the body, making your face look like it's in a centrifuge.
by Greyborzoi April 02, 2008
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 July 22, 2008
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 July 13, 2008
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