creedmoor's definitions

Cunt Trumpet

Pussy farts. After a good, hard fuck that pumps a lot of air into the vagina, the sound that emerges from a woman's birth canal. Guaranteed to make you laugh. Unlike their rectal counterparts, pussy farts do not smell.

"What a cunt trumpet! She's the Louis Armstrong of queefers! Play 'Freebird!'"

by creedmoor May 6, 2006

Pulling a Sammy

The showbiz art of upstaging someone. It began when it was Sammy Davis, Jr.'s turn to move down on Johnny Carson's couch to make room for the next guest. WHen that guest said something funny, Sammy would react by laughing loudly, slapping his knee and falling to the floor. The audience would then begin laughing at Sammy and not the guest.

Next to the Candy Man, no one was better at "pulling a Sammy" than Milton Berle.

by creedmoor August 14, 2006

Polish Sausage that Comes With Its own Drink

How to introduce the concept of ingesting semen to your lover in the form of a joke. Much funnier than the traditional "swallow or spit?"

"Hey, honey. How 'bout a Polish sausage that comes with its own drink?"

by creedmoor May 6, 2006

Pussycat Mush

A show-biz term of endearment popularized on the Jerry Lewis Labor Day Telethon for Muscular Dystrophy. Usually reserved for close friends and/or corporate sponsers with enormous checks.

"That Charlie Callas is a marvellous pussycat mush."

by creedmoor October 10, 2004

Mama Luke

Loser. Bum. Italian term made popular in Martin Scorsese's "Raging Bull."

Jake: "Look how they're making me look. Like the Mama Luke of the year!"

by creedmoor June 11, 2006

Creedmoor

A state of mind. A lovely facility in New York where one can go and blissfully rock back and forth in your own feces.

"I need to be sentenced to a month in the klink at Creedmoor for a mental tune-up."

by creedmoor October 11, 2004

Retromingent

Urinating backwards. Also an animal such as a raccoon that urinates backwards. From the Latin retro- (back) + mingent from mingere (to urinate).

"You have revealed yourself as a miserable, carping, retromingent vigilante, and I for one am sick of wasting my time communicating with you" (Benjamin C. Bradlee, Editor, The Washington Post).

by creedmoor December 28, 2005