an old school, big boat, gas-guzzling station-wagon that is embarrassing to be seen driving or riding in. Many people wear a disguise if they have to ride in one.
I saw your mom pick you up at the movies Saturday night with the tard mobile, just as you were about to get that chick's phone number-that sucks!
by busterboner August 29, 2009

a pseudo-racist slur about white people-similar to whitey, whiteboy, cracker, red-neck, white-trash, honkey, etc. However, since it is directed at white people it is by definition not a racial slur, but can be said freely by Persident Barack Obama, Rev. Al Sharpton, Rev. Jesse Jackson, Carlos Mencia, George Lopez, Geraldo Rivera, NAACP, LULAC, etc. without anybody calling them on it.
yo Javier-the damn blue-eyed devil boss Preston didn't give us that quarterly raise or bonus he done promised us in our paychecks for all of our back-breaking hard work. Somebody's mint Jaguar is gonna get keyed all up tonight , Holmes! hehe
by busterboner May 26, 2010

a semi-desolate, discrete, dark place where you have to quickly drop your pants for bladder and/or bowel relief if you really have to go and there is 1.) no open public bathroom around 2.) no law enforcement people around 3.) you don't feel like cleaning up an awful mess in your pants/the car.
by busterboner September 03, 2009

a person that crashes on your couch or somewhere in your dwelling uninvited-usually after a night of heavy partying.
I awoke this morning to find Judy's new friend, Phil being a free-bunker again at my apartment with stale beer breath.
by busterboner August 28, 2009

After the legendary musician Eric Clapton. A stud that makes magic with his hands and mouth when with a woman. A true Clapton can make a snobby, stuck-up woman turn into warm butter in mere seconds.
by busterboner August 28, 2009

Misspelling of barbecue-food marinated meat cooked usually outside on a hot grill. Also erroneously called barbeque by dumbasses/Southerners and lazy spellers.
by busterboner September 05, 2009

a male or female doctor that barely speaks, but makes you drop your drawers and looks in your most private of areas even if you came in for a sore throat.
that's the last time I see Dr. K-Y for a while, last time I went in the clinic for a cough and I coughed alright-with a finger stuck up my pooper.
by busterboner August 29, 2009
