Definitions by Scott Lanway
Louisville Slugger
Perhaps the most famous brand of baseball bat in the world. Beloved among office drones for that scene in Office Space when the three heroes take their infamously misfiring printer out into a field and bash it apart with said bat.
To beat the holy hell out of someone or something with a Lousiville Slugger (or any kind of bat) is "to go Louisville" on them/it. Example:
"Christ, did you see them go Louisville on that printer?"
"Christ, did you see them go Louisville on that printer?"
Louisville Slugger by Scott Lanway October 14, 2004
Corvette
Hands down the most popular sports car ever built in America. Started as a limited run of 300 roadsters (all Polo White with red interior) in '53 and has since evolved into a world-class, Nurburgring-tested machine that can torch all competition in its price range.
"Take any sports car within twenty grand of the COrvette's sticker ($47K), and the Vette will flat smoke it. We think the Corvette may also prove a match for the upcoming $70,065 321-hp Porsche 911 and could very possibly outgun the $79,865 350-hp 911S. Oh, and don't betagainst the Vette's earning another 10Best spot."
--Car and DRiver Magazine, in their September 2004 road test of the new sixth-gen Corvette (C6)
--Car and DRiver Magazine, in their September 2004 road test of the new sixth-gen Corvette (C6)
Corvette by Scott Lanway October 14, 2004
chuck d
Noted leader of "political" rap group Public Enemy, and one of the driving forces in rap's early days. A proponent of new technology, he once hailed the original Shawn Fanning-created Napster as "the new radio."
chuck d by Scott Lanway September 8, 2004
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
"...and the Universe," continued the waiter, determined not to be deflected on his home stretch, "will explode later for your pleasure."
Ford's head swiveled slowly toward him. He spoke with feeling.
"Wow," he said, "what kind of drinks do you serve in this place?"
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, by Douglas Adams
Ford's head swiveled slowly toward him. He spoke with feeling.
"Wow," he said, "what kind of drinks do you serve in this place?"
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe, by Douglas Adams
The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Scott Lanway September 8, 2004
frogstar world b
A horrible stinking world destroyed by an overabundance of shoe stores. It is the site of two important things in the universe of "The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy": 1) the Total Perspective Vortex (exposes the sheer, utter, incomprehensible vastness of the universe to the hapless soul strapped inside, destroying his or her soul); and 2) future site of Milliways, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe.
(on the Total Perspective Vortex)
"You ever had a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster?" asked Zaphod sharply.
"This is worse."
"Phreeow!" admitted Zaphod, much impressed.
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
"You ever had a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster?" asked Zaphod sharply.
"This is worse."
"Phreeow!" admitted Zaphod, much impressed.
-- from The Restaurant at the End of the Universe
frogstar world b by Scott Lanway September 8, 2004
Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster
A potent mixed drink created by Zaphod Beeblebrox. It's the alcoholic equivalent of a mugging -- expensive and bad for the head.
Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol. It says that alcohol is a colorless volatile liquid formed by the formentation of sugars and also notes its intoxicating effect on certain carbon-based life forms.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.
It says that the effect of drinking the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like have your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy also mentions alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster.
It says that the effect of drinking the Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster is like have your brains smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped round a large gold brick.
Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster by Scott Lanway September 8, 2004