T-Dog Jenkins's definitions

blowin' up

intransitive verb describing the vibration of a cell phone or a pager. One of the earliest uses of the term appears in Ice T's "Six in the Morning."

Ice T's pager was blowin' up at six in the morning.

by T-Dog Jenkins October 20, 2008

lilith

(adj.) engaging in activities stereotypically associated with lesbians.

Those birkenstocks are so lilith.

by T-Dog Jenkins March 30, 2008

silver bullet

a suppository, specifically a glycerin suppository produced by either Fleet or Dulcolax. The silver bullet is approximately two inches long and cone shaped. The constipant should insert the silver bullet in his/her rectum with the flat side out.

Rufus: I can't poop.
Rufus' Mom: Lemme get a silver bullet.
Rufus: No silver bullet!

by T-Dog Jenkins June 3, 2007

rufus

(v.) to burb up semen.
(n.) the taste of burbed up semen.

Man, my mouth would be so feel refreshed if I had some rufus flavored mouthwash.

by T-Dog Jenkins March 18, 2007

K-W

A freestyle, fresh, and fancyfree way of referring to the illinest villes en Western Ontario, Kitchener and Waterloo. This well-known, notorious, and glorious pair give you more mischief than Arby's after dark, a Buick Skylark, and Raiders of the Lost Ark.

I left New York because the scence got so old. I'm kicking it in K-W these days.

by T-Dog Jenkins December 28, 2005

Pont Champlain

The bridge one takes into Montreal if you are headed in from the Southside of the island. This is known as Anglo-Soul Glo-After the Party it's off to the bowling alley with Sally, Chief O'Malley, and Rand-McNally, Cali. That is, if you just ate a sheet of pot-brownies like I did.

I took Pont Champlain into Montreal. It was the most beautiful bridge I rode on all day. Believe me, I seen a lot of fucking bridges today, Daddy.

by T-Dog Jenkins December 28, 2005

roadfries

French Fries purchased at a roadside eatery such as "MacDonalds," "Burgers' King," "Wendy's Old Fashioned Hamburgers," "The White Castle," and "Jack-in-a-Box." The opposite of homefries.

Back in Ireland we ran out of potatoes, so we came to America for roadfries.

by T-Dog Jenkins August 4, 2005