Definitions by benny b from the bronx
Peasant
A lesser being worthy of little to no human rights.
The personification of severely pathetic; an amateur of the utmost degree.
Though the words' origins are rooted in economic status, the current economic correlation to an individual's peasantry is indirect. Granted, 21st Century peasants do frequently carry the inadmirable traits of medieval peasants including offensive hygiene, alarming stupidity, and physical characteristics befitting of ridicule. Unfortunately, these essentially nonessential creatures can be found in most walks of life.
The personification of severely pathetic; an amateur of the utmost degree.
Though the words' origins are rooted in economic status, the current economic correlation to an individual's peasantry is indirect. Granted, 21st Century peasants do frequently carry the inadmirable traits of medieval peasants including offensive hygiene, alarming stupidity, and physical characteristics befitting of ridicule. Unfortunately, these essentially nonessential creatures can be found in most walks of life.
Jesus Quintana: These fucking peasants think they can come to our territory and run shit? I am going to fuck each and every one of them in the ass.
Jose Contreras: Jesus...
Quintana: 'Ju said it man, nobody fucks with the Jesus. (storms out)
Bruce Lee: (walks up) Where the fuck did he come from?
Jose Contreras: Jesus...
Quintana: 'Ju said it man, nobody fucks with the Jesus. (storms out)
Bruce Lee: (walks up) Where the fuck did he come from?
Peasant by benny b from the bronx August 27, 2007
wired-to-the-tits
An adjective indicating an extreme degree of inebriation beyond safety, reason and/or consciousness.
Jose Contreras: Daamn, I was wired-to-the-tits drunk last night.
Bruce Lee: No shit, you were hitting on motherfucking livestock by the end of the night.
Bruce Lee: No shit, you were hitting on motherfucking livestock by the end of the night.
wired-to-the-tits by benny b from the bronx August 26, 2007
pocket forensics
determining where you drank last night by examining your collection of matchbooks and credit card receipts; also known as following the caper trail.
Bruce Lee: What in God's name are you looking for?
Jose Contreras: Just doing some pocket forensics. I was allegedly quite boisterous last night but I don't recall being in public.
Jose Contreras: Just doing some pocket forensics. I was allegedly quite boisterous last night but I don't recall being in public.
pocket forensics by benny b from the bronx August 21, 2007
kamikaze eyes
Jose Contreras: Shit man, are you sporting kamikaze eyes for that asshole?
Bruce Lee: Not applicable. I kicked the living shit out of him sober already.
Bruce Lee: Not applicable. I kicked the living shit out of him sober already.
kamikaze eyes by benny b from the bronx August 21, 2007
fugly bus
the mysterious bus that whisks away all the ugly people from the bar and replaces them with their beautiful cousins; usually arrives after your tenth drink.
Jose Contreras: Wow, where did all these aesthetically gifted women come from?
Bruce Lee: I assume the fugly bus came by a few drinks ago.
Jose Contreras: Shit... well, fuck it.
Bruce Lee: I assume the fugly bus came by a few drinks ago.
Jose Contreras: Shit... well, fuck it.
fugly bus by benny b from the bronx August 21, 2007
last call Lothario
A drunk who is shy until last call, at which point he'll try to hook up with anything that has a pulse and/or booze at home.
Bruce Lee: Damn, that quiet motherfucker is suddenly talking to all the transients, that is disgusting.
Jose Contreras: He's just a last call Lothario, typical bullshit.
Jose Contreras: He's just a last call Lothario, typical bullshit.
last call Lothario by benny b from the bronx August 21, 2007