Little Timmy: "Hello sir, would you like some lemonade? It's only 50 cents."
Mr. Sanchez: "50 cents? You kidding me? How about 25?"
Little Timmy: "Sorry sir, no can do."
Mr. Sanchez: "Listen you little punk. You give me that there lemonade for this here quarter or you're in for a whoopin', y'hear?"
Little Timmy: "But..."
Mr. Sanchez: (kicks kid's wagon) "Listen you little shit! Give me that fucking lemonade NOW!"
Little Timmy: "You broke my wagon!"
Mr. Sanchez: "Oh I'll fix your wagon all right."
Little Timmy: "Awwwww shit nigga you done fucked up my whip, now you goin' down boy!"
Mr. Sanchez: "What the..."
(kid breaks out brass knuckles and fixes Mr. Sanchez's wagon)
Mr. Sanchez: "50 cents? You kidding me? How about 25?"
Little Timmy: "Sorry sir, no can do."
Mr. Sanchez: "Listen you little punk. You give me that there lemonade for this here quarter or you're in for a whoopin', y'hear?"
Little Timmy: "But..."
Mr. Sanchez: (kicks kid's wagon) "Listen you little shit! Give me that fucking lemonade NOW!"
Little Timmy: "You broke my wagon!"
Mr. Sanchez: "Oh I'll fix your wagon all right."
Little Timmy: "Awwwww shit nigga you done fucked up my whip, now you goin' down boy!"
Mr. Sanchez: "What the..."
(kid breaks out brass knuckles and fixes Mr. Sanchez's wagon)
by Nick D September 27, 2005

1) Something given to someone when that person is leaving so that he or she may enjoy it during the trip home.
2) The act of shooting jizz in a girl's eye and then leaving quickly during the ensuing confusion.
2) The act of shooting jizz in a girl's eye and then leaving quickly during the ensuing confusion.
1)
"Say, this party is swell but my mother says I must return home by ten o'clock. It's a darn shame though, that apple juice you're serving here is terrific."
"Gee, buddy, I'm really sorry you have to leave so soon. Here, take a cup of juice for the road."
2)
The bitch was giving me a mean hummer, but I had to be going, so I shot off a couple in her mouth and then pulled out and left her with one for the road.
"Say, this party is swell but my mother says I must return home by ten o'clock. It's a darn shame though, that apple juice you're serving here is terrific."
"Gee, buddy, I'm really sorry you have to leave so soon. Here, take a cup of juice for the road."
2)
The bitch was giving me a mean hummer, but I had to be going, so I shot off a couple in her mouth and then pulled out and left her with one for the road.
by Nick D February 16, 2004

A meal consisting of any 4 items off the Wendy's (stoners graceland) 99 cent value menu. In PA or any other state where sales tax is 6%, it comes out to $4.20. You should usually eat this meal when you're high (obviously) and preferably at 4:20.
You: "Pass that blunt dogg."
Gary Coleman: "It's kicked, man. Looks like we're out of weed."
Aaron Carter: "Awwwww sheeeeit I got the munchies like a motherfucker."
You: "Word to your mother! I could really go for the 420 meal right about now."
Gary Coleman: "It's kicked, man. Looks like we're out of weed."
Aaron Carter: "Awwwww sheeeeit I got the munchies like a motherfucker."
You: "Word to your mother! I could really go for the 420 meal right about now."
by Nick D September 21, 2003

A drinking feat in which a participant must down a shot of 80 proof or higher liquor, 12 oz. of real (not light) beer, and a 5 oz. glass of wine. Within 15 seconds.
"Hey, I just had four shots, four beers and four glasses of wine in a minute."
"Gee whiz! We should call that the 'One Minute Challenge!'"
"No, that's a dumb idea, fucker."
"Oh yeah."
"Gee whiz! We should call that the 'One Minute Challenge!'"
"No, that's a dumb idea, fucker."
"Oh yeah."
by Nick D November 03, 2003

Mark: "Oh shit!!! I need to pay off my credit card debt, but all my money is in these damned Sacajawea coins!"
Tim: "Don't sweat it, man. Sacajaweas are as good as real money over there at the bill gates."
Tim: "Don't sweat it, man. Sacajaweas are as good as real money over there at the bill gates."
by Nick D February 02, 2006

Pete: "Something's fishy here."
George: "Yeah, we need to get to the root of this problem."
Alcoholic in the corner: "WHAT!?! Did someone say 'rut? I'm playing!"
Pete: "He means 'root' as in the kind that grows on trees."
Alcoholic: "Oh." (passes out)
George: "Yeah, we need to get to the root of this problem."
Alcoholic in the corner: "WHAT!?! Did someone say 'rut? I'm playing!"
Pete: "He means 'root' as in the kind that grows on trees."
Alcoholic: "Oh." (passes out)
by Nick D May 24, 2004

Jimmy really thought he was the cat's PJs after he landed that big job in can assembly while Will and I were still stuck working as bean counters like we had been the last 15 years.
by Nick D July 08, 2004
