When a broad is so repulsive and so ghastly as to appear to the viewer as a Dog Faced Gremlin. This is especially true if she drives a Dodge Neon. Commonly abbreviated using its acronym, D.F.G.
After throwing up in an Osborne's parking lot "Hey dude, did you drink too much tonight?" "Nah man, I just caught a glimpse of the DFG!"
by Pize October 13, 2004
The inability to properly perform cunnilingus (go down on a chick) due to extreme dryness. Often occurs when the female is extremely intoxicated, or by chance is dehydrated from anorexia/bulemia. The name is acquired from the girl's crotch strong resemblence to a sun-dried tomatoe from the Olive Garden. Can be abbreviated to 'Tomatoe,' if both parties know what the abbreviation implies. Also can become the guilty girl's new pet nickname.
{Lunch the morning after a party} "So, did you get anything out of her?" "Shit, all I got was a fucking Sun-Dried Tomatoe."
by Pize October 15, 2004
The process of sitting on the couch and managing to cross one's legs just so, so that one's flacid penis effortlessly dangles from the bottom of one's shorts, all the while entertaining one's high school aged son's friends after dinner. Naturally, one of the friends catches a glimpse, and proclaims Yo Sr. to have been "Releasing the Stub." Not to be overused.
{In a hysterical laughter at an after-party} "Well, you never release the stub Raag. It ain't genetical."
by Pize October 13, 2004
A Green 1999 Pontiac Grand-am Sedan with a tint, and without a spoiler, that is owned by someone other than Pize. This is especially true if the owner is a fat jige that spends more money at the Wilbarger self car wash than he does on his family.
{Headed to Pize's Pad while driving down Wilbarger St.} "Goddamnit Son of A Bitch! There's Hater-Damnation AGAIN! Dude's got a life"
by Pize October 13, 2004
To shove one's finger(s), usually the index or middle, up another person's rectum while they are still clothed. Generally referred to as "putting on clock" or "being put on clock." Seems to have originated sometime in the year 2001 AD. Practised by few, despised by many, revered by none, "clock" is a dubious part of Pizes Pad OG. If a "clock" is extremely vigorous, it may be dubbed a "Mat-clock."
by Pize October 13, 2004
Gay. Fuckin' extremely gay. A place we could call home. No beer drank, no la' la' la' smoked, no penises inserted into vaginas, no nuclear wasteland scenery in the morning, no brawls, and lots of happy neighbors. Pize's Pad has many iterations, though its original incarnation, affectionately referred to as Pize's Pad OG, is where the notoriety of the tenant and his friends first began. Also labeled the "Den of Inequity" by Rizzy Reap.
{Upon waking up at 3PM, and being under the impression you have a gaping head wound, only to open your bedroom door to face your mother} "Where were you last night?!" "Holy shit mom, I feel fucking badass... Oh I was at Pize's Pad."
{The mother subsequently smiles and cooks lunch}
{The mother subsequently smiles and cooks lunch}
by Pize October 13, 2004