(n): A liquor parlor shot made out of 1/2 vodka, 1/2 RumChata, served in a salted rim shot glass. The etymology of the shot came from a conversation amongst friends when in the hypothetical accident in which one man sticks his dick through a gloryhole and instead of receiving a mouth on the other end, the said penis is actually head-butted by another receiving penis. After a few moments of the two penises rubbing against each other, one (or both) of the man's penis(es) achieve premature ejaculation or pre-cum.
The actual liquor shot combination with the salted rim actually achieves the accumulated taste of a white chocolate pretzel.
The actual liquor shot combination with the salted rim actually achieves the accumulated taste of a white chocolate pretzel.
Logan (coming back from the men's bathroom): Hey, did you see that hole in the wall in the bathroom? It looks like a gloryhole.
Nick: Yeah, I saw that. Hey, imagine there's two guys each on the opposite sides of that wall and at the same time they stick their dicks through the hole, touching at the same time.
Logan: That's disgusting!
Nick: Even worse, as they accidentally touch dicks, they get a pre-cum.
Logan (gagging to hold back his mouth-puke): We should create a shot of that. Hey, Barry (the bartender). Can we get a 1/2 shot of vodka and a 1/2 shot of RumChata with a salted rim?
Barry (pouring the shots): What do you call these shots?
Nick & Logan: Pre-Cum Shot
Nick: Yeah, I saw that. Hey, imagine there's two guys each on the opposite sides of that wall and at the same time they stick their dicks through the hole, touching at the same time.
Logan: That's disgusting!
Nick: Even worse, as they accidentally touch dicks, they get a pre-cum.
Logan (gagging to hold back his mouth-puke): We should create a shot of that. Hey, Barry (the bartender). Can we get a 1/2 shot of vodka and a 1/2 shot of RumChata with a salted rim?
Barry (pouring the shots): What do you call these shots?
Nick & Logan: Pre-Cum Shot
by Studs Lonigan III January 21, 2025
A derogatory term for a Black Freemason. A "Ring Knocker" wears their gaudy Freemason ring, which is akin to a High School football championship ring, wears a black suit, white shirt, and black tie, and in unison, they knock their rings on the table to come in agreement with their Freemason beliefs. They are entitled douchebags who are in a half-assed cult and/or society group. Black Freemasons are on the lower rung of factions in the trade unions and other workgroup factions.
Nick: Hey Bill, I saw a group of six black guys at an Irish pub. They were all wearing suits and ties and had big rings. I tried to converse with them, but they were very uppity and talked about how knowledge is key. They kept knocking their rings on the table.
Bill: Oh yeah, we always see those guys in the trades. They're called Ring Knockers. All they do is try to act smart. They're douches.
Bill: Oh yeah, we always see those guys in the trades. They're called Ring Knockers. All they do is try to act smart. They're douches.
by Studs Lonigan III September 04, 2023
Describing a person's long-winded story that is either a go-nowhere diatribe or an ill-fangled tangent that goes on and on to no end or point. A proper story between friends is an ABC or XYZ story. A beginning, middle, and end. An LMNOP story is completely meandering, all filler and fluff with no structure. A waste of time.
Nick: Hey Bill, did you listen to Ralph's story he was trying to tell? He must be on coke or something.
Bill: Yeah, he was straight LMNOP on that one. I had no clue where he was going or ending with that story. I'm glad I walked away.
Bill: Yeah, he was straight LMNOP on that one. I had no clue where he was going or ending with that story. I'm glad I walked away.
by Studs Lonigan III September 13, 2023
A term referring to when you are in a business meeting and everyone is at a standstill on new ideas or a compromise. Nothing has progressed after hours. So everyone throws new, lucid, off-fangled ideas out into the open. It's a metaphor that comes from a hunting exercise, where to prep for a hunt, one shoots clay pigeons instead of real pigeons. You're just throwing stuff up in the air -- hopefully something hits. Akin to throwing darts until someone hits close to the bullseye.
Nick: Hey, Alissa Heinerscheid, we've been at this business proposal for hours and it's going nowhere. Let's just throw up some clay pigeons and see if something hits. I'll let you start.
Alissa Heinerscheid: Well Nick there's this one LGTBQ+ influencer out there...
Nick: Get the FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE! (Holds recording device to his mouth) Note to self: No more trannie-influencer-ideas and hey, waiter, "I'll take two clay pigeons to go".
Alissa Heinerscheid: Well Nick there's this one LGTBQ+ influencer out there...
Nick: Get the FUCK OUT OF MY OFFICE! (Holds recording device to his mouth) Note to self: No more trannie-influencer-ideas and hey, waiter, "I'll take two clay pigeons to go".
by Studs Lonigan III October 30, 2023
A term used by bouncers or bartenders when kicking out an unruly customer. Concrete; meaning the front door, the sidewalk; embarrassing and in public but semi-safe. Whereas, Gravel means to be kicked out of the backdoor; where all the bartenders, bouncers, and regulars throw the unruly customer into a not-so-friendly environment, where there are no bystanders or cameras, and they all proceed to beat the shit out of the unruly one(s).
Nick the Bouncer: Hey! Was that you just breaking all those bottles?
Lil' shit kid: Yeah, so what? Fuck off! (spits at Nick the Bouncer)
Nick the Bouncer: Well, that's an easy answer to Concrete or Gravel? Boys, we got a live one! (Nick the Bouncer grabs the Lil' shit kid & throws him out the back door. Slow & steady, four regular Joes walk out the door cracking their knuckles).
Lil' shit kid: Yeah, so what? Fuck off! (spits at Nick the Bouncer)
Nick the Bouncer: Well, that's an easy answer to Concrete or Gravel? Boys, we got a live one! (Nick the Bouncer grabs the Lil' shit kid & throws him out the back door. Slow & steady, four regular Joes walk out the door cracking their knuckles).
by Studs Lonigan III December 06, 2024
(n) A variation of the childhood game where kids traveling through the country would encounter a Volkswagen Beetle and the first kid to see a punch bug (VW) yells "PUNCH BUG" and punches someone in the arm. Yet, this is when someone witnesses a man wearing a Man Bun in public, whether it be at a coffee house, bar, gender-neutral bathroom, or in the general public, the person punches the other person on the arm and yells "PUNCH BUN".
(Nick sees a guy with a man bun and punches Bill in the arm)
Bill: Agghh! What the fuck, Nick?
Nick: (pointing to the guy with the man bun) Punch Bun, motherfucker!
Bill: Ah, game on. Do you want to get an espresso?
(The guy with the man bun walks by Nick & Bill and sighs)
Bill: Agghh! What the fuck, Nick?
Nick: (pointing to the guy with the man bun) Punch Bun, motherfucker!
Bill: Ah, game on. Do you want to get an espresso?
(The guy with the man bun walks by Nick & Bill and sighs)
by Studs Lonigan III November 24, 2024
A buffer interjection of comic relief to be used at a proper time when one sees a friendly group conversation starting to turn awry. A seemingly innocent question that the group then engages in and forgets their ill-intended and possibly meaningless aggression and attempt to answer a simple non-meaningful question.
Bill (heated): I'm telling you, Johnny. You can't be pro-abortion, anti-Isreal, pro-union and a feminist at the same time.
Johnny: Bill, so you're saying that I have no rights to the 2nd amendment, be against child labor laws, while being a card-carrying member of the IRA?
Nick (interjecting): So, Who's Gonna Win the Superbowl This Year?
Bill: It's gotta be the Chiefs this year.
Johnny: No way! It's the Bills, man!
Johnny: Bill, so you're saying that I have no rights to the 2nd amendment, be against child labor laws, while being a card-carrying member of the IRA?
Nick (interjecting): So, Who's Gonna Win the Superbowl This Year?
Bill: It's gotta be the Chiefs this year.
Johnny: No way! It's the Bills, man!
by Studs Lonigan III January 04, 2025