These are the guys that stand with their arms crossed in antique stores while their wives shop. They are wearing college football sweatshirts and caps to make a point that they are sacrificing their stupid game to do something for their old ladies. They are also concerned about looking queer, and don't want anyone to get the wrong impression. It's hilarious to talk to them while patronizing the store.
"Check out these cool old duck decoys and bottles, dude." Oh, wait. "Hey, man. I'm not like that, OKAY??" Oh, Oh a jock sniffer. Hmmmmm.
by running out of patience March 25, 2008

Someone who thinks just because he is in a car, no one will notice him picking his nose. Really lame looking.
by running out of patience March 30, 2009

When there is an eyeball burning, paint peeling stink eminating from the factory rest rooms after lunchtime it is usually referred to as a latino strangler. It truly makes you wonder where you went wrong.
Oh fuck, another latino strangler.That damn beanerbeat me here again! I should have used the restroom at the Mobil station.
by Running out of patience December 19, 2008

A really skanky cunt that pretends to be a normal chick that hits on you at a bar. She often looks normal and lies through her teeth about her personal life. In actuality she is a welfare witch and her kids sleep on pee stinking mattresses on the floor. The diaper bin is overflowing and the litter box smells like satan's scrotum. You decide to fuck it anyway, as it is 1:30 AM and men are pigs. The phone rings constantly after 1:30 AM as the bars are closing and losers are calling her for some squish. She will talk you into buying coke or meth then she will steal it. When you are thinking with your dick, you will try anything.
"I see Lori found another sucker. Look at him slobber all over her. He's going to be sorry he ever met that meth whore."
by running out of patience January 27, 2008

by running out of patience January 19, 2008

Usually right after lunch break in a factory, employees will fill up the six stalls in the men's room and engage in team pooping. They will talk about useless sports news while they pound one out. The medley of aroma is strangling and will make your eyes burn. If you hold your nose, you will taste it. Truly makes you wish you would have stayed in school.
"Look at Jeremy. He just experienced his first team pooping. Either you love it or you hate it. I think he hates it."
by Running out of patience March 01, 2008

Really sticking the wiener in deeply with a young virgin, who hasn't had her depths explored before.
by Running out of patience January 05, 2008
