E: Hey Dean, nice Jack o' Lanterns on your porch.
D: Thanks -- the one on the left is mine.
E: Very cool.
D: And the other one's Peggy's...total dumbkin.
E: You're so mean, Dean.
D: It is what it is.
D: Thanks -- the one on the left is mine.
E: Very cool.
D: And the other one's Peggy's...total dumbkin.
E: You're so mean, Dean.
D: It is what it is.
by JohnnyAZ October 16, 2007

Characterized by intensity, introspection, difficulty and analysis, often accompanied by frustrating miscommunication, hurt feelings, sarcasm, long, stacatto text message exchanges, starch, and/or a compulsive need to talk about an event, thing, or situation. Credit to TT for this adept turn-of-phrase.
J: Why are you being so hateful?
E: Why are you?
J: My heart wants you.
E: Everything is so blood, sweat and Carly Simon with you.
J: Kiss me, starchy polar bear.
E: Right on.
<kiss>
E: Why are you?
J: My heart wants you.
E: Everything is so blood, sweat and Carly Simon with you.
J: Kiss me, starchy polar bear.
E: Right on.
<kiss>
by JohnnyAZ May 19, 2006

An exceptionally vigorous butt-pounding between men in the dorsal-ventral position, generally noteworthy for its combination of depth, force and velocity, such that the poundee is transported to an otherworldly, orally-fixated state of extreme "hurt-so-good" pleasure as to unconsciously bite down on a pillow, duvet, forearm, Jack Russel terrier, or anything else that happens to come with close proximity of his mouth.
Josie: Did you see Tom last night?
Johnny: Until the lights went out, then I saw stars.
Josie: Total pillow-biter, huh?
Johnny: Been spitting out feathers all day.
Josie: The Tomster sure likes to pound ass.
Johnny: One of his many charms.
Josie: Many?
Johnny: Hey now...
Johnny: Until the lights went out, then I saw stars.
Josie: Total pillow-biter, huh?
Johnny: Been spitting out feathers all day.
Josie: The Tomster sure likes to pound ass.
Johnny: One of his many charms.
Josie: Many?
Johnny: Hey now...
by JohnnyAZ May 18, 2006

Of or relating to lesbian behavior or acts.
Jane: I was hanging out with Michelle the other night watching March of the Penguins and doing shots of Cuervo, and suddenly she kicked off her Teva sandals and got all Sappho on me.
Josie: No way! Was she wearing her Raiders sweatshirt?
Jane: She was!
Josie: Beware the Raiders-Cuervo Sappho effect!
Jane: No, it was totally hot! Kiss me!
Josie: No way! Was she wearing her Raiders sweatshirt?
Jane: She was!
Josie: Beware the Raiders-Cuervo Sappho effect!
Jane: No, it was totally hot! Kiss me!
by JohnnyAZ May 18, 2006

J: Did you go home with that guy last night?
M: Yeah.
J: Did you fuck him?
M: No, but my ass is still tingling from the trumpet he gave me.
M: Yeah.
J: Did you fuck him?
M: No, but my ass is still tingling from the trumpet he gave me.
by JohnnyAZ May 27, 2006

Verb or Noun: The act of grabbing someone someone's chin/cheeks between the thumb and fingers and squeezing/shaking her/his face in an moment of overwhelming affection (or the result of said act), usually performed by grandmothers and great aunts to a mensch or by old drunk queens to anyone within reach.
Aunt Marge walked in, got all verklempt and gave Akiva a love cup so fierce he had bruises on his cheeks for three days.
by JohnnyAZ May 11, 2006

An awesome shot that will quickly get you fucked up. Made with Jager, peppermint liqueur and Bacardi 151.
Justin: Let's do a couple thorazine shots before we go dance to this Gwen Stefani song.
Stephen: Good call, girlfriend.
Stephen: Good call, girlfriend.
by JohnnyAZ May 25, 2006
