Bowen: "Oo, Trident, you just let out a bowl-cracker!"
Trident: "No way, man! You totally fart sniped me! You are a fart sniper."
Bowen: *chokes for air because the odor is so pungent.*
Trident: "No way, man! You totally fart sniped me! You are a fart sniper."
Bowen: *chokes for air because the odor is so pungent.*
by SeanG April 05, 2007
<Rawlcine> "And what about my scrilla? You owe me at least 96 dollars! Everyone owes me something! Why is everyone always baggin on me?"
<Branson> "You need to flip your duracells, cuz all i'm gettin is NEGATIVE, honey."
<Rawlcine> 8-O
<Branson> "You need to flip your duracells, cuz all i'm gettin is NEGATIVE, honey."
<Rawlcine> 8-O
by SeanG May 31, 2007
"Hey who took my orange juice?"
"Oh, Geoffray drank it while you were in the bathroom makin' body steak."
"Oh, Geoffray drank it while you were in the bathroom makin' body steak."
by SeanG July 17, 2006
<Brill> Oh my gosh, look at those women! Boy howdy, they are corkers!
<Jazz> Oh god DAMN, you are right! Such fine hinders, and look at them gams! And the hand candy on the one in the blue is driving me krazy!!
<Jazz> Oh god DAMN, you are right! Such fine hinders, and look at them gams! And the hand candy on the one in the blue is driving me krazy!!
by SeanG June 27, 2007
When a person is fat, you can say they're "pregnant with pizza" in order to point out and ridicule this fact.
Stephen: "Hey, Ralada has been gone for three weeks now. Did she have a baby?"
T-Tops: "No, she's just pregnant with pizza. Also, she got shot. That's why she's gone."
T-Tops: "No, she's just pregnant with pizza. Also, she got shot. That's why she's gone."
by SeanG May 14, 2007
Also known as SFS, Shattered Finger Syndrome is a disease your friends and relatives get that prevents them from being able to respond to your IMs and emails.
You: Hey
Friend: ...
You (2 hours later): Hello?
Friend: ...
You (48 hours later): Wtf, are you dead? You aren't idle.
Friend: ...
You: Oh shit, you have Shattered Finger Syndrome! I'll have to call the police! I only pray I'm not too late...
Friend: ...
You (2 hours later): Hello?
Friend: ...
You (48 hours later): Wtf, are you dead? You aren't idle.
Friend: ...
You: Oh shit, you have Shattered Finger Syndrome! I'll have to call the police! I only pray I'm not too late...
by SeanG March 20, 2008