mano-womano

A verbal clash between male and female. Pronounced like the Spanish/Italian phrase "mano-a-mano."
T: Did you see Nicole and and Jared last night? I thought they were going to come to blows over Oregon versus Big Train chai.
B: Yep, that was epic mano-womano.
by bob beeflips October 19, 2009
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LMNT

texting for "elementy". It's a feeling one gets when a site - bowling alley, bar, shopping center - is overwhelmed by "a certain element."
J: r u still @ Bowl-Hi?
T: Nah we left after youth bowling. its a little too LMNT for me
by bob beeflips March 27, 2010
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Fart Thirty

At any camp or sleepover involving junior high boys, the time after "lights out" to begin making farting noises, real or imitated.
The youth director is asleep - it's fart thirty!

(sleepy camper) What time is it?
(friend rips one)
(sleepy camper) Oh. It must be fart thirty! (responding in kind)
by bob beeflips November 16, 2011
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Petitza

pro. pa-TEET-za. A small piece of pizza.
Mac: Who'd like a slice?
Mom: Not much for me - just a petitza.
by bob beeflips August 25, 2009
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Cool. Cool-cool-cool

An irony-proof phrase uttered by Abed on Community, denoting that something is so cool, it's "Who's the Boss" cool.
Prof. Sheffield: I have a wonderful idea. Why don't you teach the next class on "Who's the Boss" so that you can share your open mind with everyone in class.
Abed: Cool. Cool-cool-cool.
by bob beeflips May 10, 2011
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Pardon my American

Something you say after swearing in polite company. A step up from "pardon my French."
This doctoral program is a complete cluster fuck, pardon my American.
Yes, your majesty, this realm of yours is filled with cuntadactyls and pig fuckers, pardon my American.
by bob beeflips January 22, 2018
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Stance

Standing at a dance; see, junior high dances where one intends not to dance, but stand around talking to friends over obnoxious music.
Lindsey: Shelby, are you going to the 9th grade dance tonight?
Shelby: No, I don't feel like moving. My friends and I are going to the 9th grade stance tonight.
by bob beeflips June 17, 2009
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