Professor Simon J. Futtbucker's definitions
Where you apply makeup on your face and then jack off while raining down tears in front of a full-length mirror.
Goofy: "Gosh Mick-- I heard that Minnie packed up her things and left you?"
Mickey: "Huh Huh! Actually, she came back, apologized and afterwards we had great makeup sex!"
Goofy: "...Is that lipstick on your mouth?"
Mickey, wiping it off nervously: "Huh huh! It must be hers!"
Mickey: "Huh Huh! Actually, she came back, apologized and afterwards we had great makeup sex!"
Goofy: "...Is that lipstick on your mouth?"
Mickey, wiping it off nervously: "Huh huh! It must be hers!"
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker May 30, 2024

When you are eating pistachios and invariably one goes in your mouth that tastes like a bucket of shit. Aka, a 'bad' one.
"Ughh! Aghhh!" Cries Mickey, spitting out green fragments.
"Garsh," Said Goofy. "What happened Mick?"
"Eeeeew. I was eating pistachios and suddenly one of them tasted... well, like shit!" said Mickey frowning.
"More like 'Shitstachios'!" Laughed Goofy.
"Garsh," Said Goofy. "What happened Mick?"
"Eeeeew. I was eating pistachios and suddenly one of them tasted... well, like shit!" said Mickey frowning.
"More like 'Shitstachios'!" Laughed Goofy.
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker July 7, 2025

A Navy buddy of mine, Don Armstrong (RIP buddy) had terrible hemorrhoids-- they would bleed and make perfect doll-sized kiss marks inside his underwear.
Don's Wife: "Don! You sick fuck! Did you pay a midget to wear lipstick and kiss your goddamn underwear?"
Don: "No honey... those are from my hemorrhoids."
Don's Wife: "... you mean this is actually... blood?"
Don: "It's best to think of them as Underwear Kisses."
Don: "No honey... those are from my hemorrhoids."
Don's Wife: "... you mean this is actually... blood?"
Don: "It's best to think of them as Underwear Kisses."
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker August 3, 2018

A fun game, where if you know you are about to have an especially revolting shit, you enclose your phone in a zip-lock bag and leave it in the bathroom you just destroyed. Close the door behind you and begin complaining that you can't find your phone. A friend or family member will eventually dial it, hear it in the bathroom and will be so smug to discover it's location that they'll just barge in to grab it, violating their nostrils when they enter.
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker September 19, 2020

When you walk past a dispenser of alcohol sanitizing agent, you squirt a nice amount into your hand and then slap it across your mark's face, yelling, "Dirtless-Sanchez!"
They can't be too pissed off, after all, you just cleaned their lips for them.
They can't be too pissed off, after all, you just cleaned their lips for them.
Goofy, spitting nails: "That fuck'in Mickey-- he done got me agin!"
Donald: "What did that goddamn rat do this time?"
Goofy: Well, when I was just walking into the Disney store, Mickey filled his hand with sanitizing gel and slapped it across my face! Then he yelled, 'Dirtless-Sanchez!'"
Donald: "I know! It burned my fucking beak for a full day!"
Donald: "What did that goddamn rat do this time?"
Goofy: Well, when I was just walking into the Disney store, Mickey filled his hand with sanitizing gel and slapped it across my face! Then he yelled, 'Dirtless-Sanchez!'"
Donald: "I know! It burned my fucking beak for a full day!"
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker March 13, 2021

One who sucks off robotic penises, until their mouths and other connected organs are filled to capacity with white, voluminous, vapored jizz. They then expel the electronic love fluids out of their mouth and nose into the paths of bystanders or out of their car windows, in a celebration of milking chrome, illuminated automaton cocks until they repeat the cycle a few seconds later.
(Walking through a cloud of expelled, digital spooge) "Cough, cough! Go suck your robot's cock somewhere else, you fucking robohomo!" ~ His Highness, the Dalai Lama
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker August 12, 2019

When you are having wild sex and are about to pop, you think of anything, absolutely anything to take your mind away from sex. Then you imagine Whoopie Goldberg's 'sex face' and your dick immediately becomes soft, like one of those marshmallow chicks you get during Easter.
Minnie: "Harder Mickey, harder!"
Mickey: "Oooops! I shouldn't have thought of Whoopie Goldberg."
Minnie: "... more like 'Droopie Goldberg' you fucking loser."
Mickey: "Oooops! I shouldn't have thought of Whoopie Goldberg."
Minnie: "... more like 'Droopie Goldberg' you fucking loser."
by Professor Simon J. Futtbucker November 24, 2018
