friend of bob's definitions

work

To perform an action with notable skill (not necessarily your job).

I can work a chessboard.

I can work Halo.

by friend of bob June 15, 2004

Alice in Chains

Alternative rock band (or "grunge")prevalent in the mid 90's heavily laden with talent and angst. Very few bands that follow similar styles live up to these virtuosos.

Alice in Chains kicks ass.

by friend of bob May 16, 2004

loneliness

You know it becomes really bad when you start posting definitions of it on a website in hopes of someone reading it. I can only recommend two things. Find some new friends. Or find none at all, and eventually you'll get used to it. I've tried both, and I can't really say which one is better than the other.

Music recommendations: Aimee Mann, Alice in Chains, Dishwalla, Pink Floyd (Pulse). Get a job. Smoke weed. Drink. Smoke cigarettes. If you're depending on something else other than a lost love or friends, you won't need them as much. But there always be a little but of pain...

by friend of bob June 13, 2004

Neutral Milk Hotel

Concisely speaking, a very good band on the "lighter" side of things...

Neutral Milk Hotel.

by friend of bob May 17, 2004

peace

1. A lapse in warfare between nations. Tends to be an abstract theory.
2. An informal goodbye.
3. To knock someone out in one punch.

1. We can have peace by firing guns at each other.
2. Peace, Saddam Hussein.
3. I'm gonna peace that motherfucker!

by friend of bob May 21, 2004

Fast Food Rockers

As an American, I stand in total awe in reverence to what pop music looks like across the pond. I mean, come on, they're NOT black!!!

I came very close to sampling their music, but in the deep recesses of my mind, I knew I would lose all respect for myself if I did. Thankfully, the only pleasures I indulge when it comes to the Fast Food Rockers are the pictures of the two hot chicks.

by friend of bob June 15, 2004

Wal-Mart

A nationwide supermarket chain generally distinguished for their lower-income clientele and ridiculous amounts of shopping carts scattered haphazardly across the parking lot, as if the cart-pushers are paid to loaf around.

Once upon a time, I was retarded, and decided upon heading to Wal-Mart's for the exclusive reason of attaining some pussy. I was more than sadly disappointed.

by friend of bob July 17, 2004