3 definitions by Vikki Jezebel Blood

1. sucking and licking my scrotum (like the girls do in Jonni Darkko’s films “Suck Balls” (2010); “Suck Balls 2” (2011) & “Suck Balls 3” (2013); all released by pornographic production studio Evil Angel).

2. riding me hard or dogging me (as a boss does to a peon worker or something like that); or incessantly annoying or pestering me in some way.

3. talking (id est: "yacking" or in this case "yackin'") to me in such a way that you are incessantly annoying or pestering me with your prattle.

Examples for #s 2 & 3:

2. Would you stop yackin’ my hacky sack about the Dallas job. I told you three times already, I have another customer’s order that takes priority. I won’t be able to get to the Dallas account until next week, probably not till Thursday or so. Jesus!

3. My little nephew followed me around all day telling me about his model train set and his dream of being the world’s first interplanetary janitorial supplies salesman. I mean I got to the point where I just couldn’t stand it. I finally knelt down, smacked him across the face and vociferated, more in desperation than malevolence: “would you please! stop yackin’ my hacky sack, just for 10 minutes, please!” But it didn’t make any difference. I mean, I guess, what do you expect on Thanksgiving, right. Sheesh, . . . family.
Example for #1:

1. Ralf: That slut Phoenix Marie was crazy on my cock last night man! She’s all messy and sloppy with the blowjob, and she does everything, I mean she’s an all-rounder when it comes to the oral sex action. She started out sucking dick like the pro she is, but then she started yackin' my hacky sack and shovin’ her fingers down her throat to get profuse amounts of sputum on the bag, rubbin’ it all around the lose sweaty bumpy skin and slurping it back up along with the tea bag, then with all this spit and my bag in her mouth she practically starts ululating, making this gargling spit sound and humming vibration feeling trying to get me to bust. Shit, but what finally lit me off was when right after all that she swallowed the cock down her throat and vacuumed up the balls into her mouth too, just sitting there on her knees, sputtering and gagging all this sloppy slimy spit out her mouth and nose, with most of it streaming out her nose ‘cause her mouth and throat were filled with my cock and balls!

Shit man, it was crazy, and the worst part is, she didn’t finish ‘til Isha prayer was five minutes in, so I was late for that.

Tim (disapprovingly shaking his head from side to side with one corner of his mouth in an unsatisfied looking smirk): huh, figures. I tell ya . . . bitches.
by Vikki Jezebel Blood January 17, 2014
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A lot of money. A phonetic spelling of the french word "beaucoup" combined with a word starting with the letter "b" which is a slang term for money, thus creating a "fun to say" turn of phrase for a lot of money.
Jacob: The familys that live on Windfordshtienenshire Court sure do seem to be, quote & unquote...rolling in it, do they not?

Jolanda: Heck yeah, don'chu know? They all got boo koo bucks.
by Vikki Jezebel Blood May 15, 2009
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This is an interjectional phrase that is used when someone expels flatus by way of the rectum (id est: "farts"). It is meant to reference both the noise that frequently presents along with the expulsion (as some wind instruments are said to "toot" or "be tooted", such as the horn) and the distinct, frequently pungent odor of said flatus, which is sometimes intense enough to have a liminaly gustatable mawkishness (mawkishness in the sense of having a mildly sickening flavor; being slightly nauseating) ((a present intimation being that the "fresh 'n fruity" portion of the phrase is a jesting reference to the decidedly objectionable {at least socially} fetor {a strong offensive smell})). The interjection is spelled so as to be in accordance with the officially featured breakfast of the same title that originally appeared at IHOP (The International House of Pancakes); from whose menu the phrase entered the American English vernacular.
Scene: Two guys are riding in a truck in southeastern Arkansas carpooling back home from working at the mill on a warm day in August. Nothing is happening, neither saying anything no radio, just the frequent jolts & constant rumblings from the tires’ continuous collisions with the rough dirt road.

James, Brad: ...

-Suddenly in a loud exuberant manner ...

Brad: Woo Hoo!! Rooty Tooty Fresh 'N Fruity!

James: ...

-In conspicuous silence James continues to pilot the vehicle, once or twice glancing towards Brad who is still working on coming down from the momentary high of his emotional outburst. They continue their journey; the countenance of the former now notably featuring the taint of ashamedness.
by Vikki Jezebel Blood November 21, 2010
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