5 definitions by iamrazorblade
The conscious decision to milk, wrangle, or serenade snakes in a pit of hot vermouth. Chronologically, it was said to have been created by the Patron Saint of Ireland, but historians have found reference to Marco Polo summoning a sidewinder in in Tibet, and such historical figures as Napoleon Bonapart and Alexander the Great have been document in rennaisance painting with coral snakes and cottonmouths. Cotê D'Ivoire practice Cobra serenades. Also ninjas have been known to use this practice as an excercise in discipline and concentration before sword fights.
St. Paddy really Soibaned that rattler.
Those ninjas soibaned some snakes and went to Tael for the afterparty.
I told you Rocca, if you want to Soiban, you need to get behind the snake.
Those ninjas soibaned some snakes and went to Tael for the afterparty.
I told you Rocca, if you want to Soiban, you need to get behind the snake.
by iamrazorblade June 16, 2011
When Jiminy stole a bottle of Russian standard from the Liquor Bureau he knew that he would be able to make great friends at the circus. As Mam had advised him, Carnies would respect his generosity and with practice might teach him the long standing carny art of hoops, dragon breath swallowing, cannonballing, and spectacling.
by iamrazorblade June 16, 2011
1: Quasistimulusers can often be found watching bollywood movies and talking to colours.
Ex.
Cuert: Allo? Is this purple? Your curves and dialects intrigue me.
Purple: Wies. Jess. I have perfected the art of spinach wheeling and elephant wrangling.
Cuert: Your dancing sets fire to my soul. Let us share spit while red and tangerine bicker over who's bridges are shorter.
Orange: I found a dead body under mine.
Red: Rush to the side stage for the next act.
Cuert: Green your words are like a sudden riot, unexcpectedly brazen.
Yellow: I am yellow, you must smush with me.
Cuert: *scratches eyebrows, clear off* If only brown knew purple was a poet.
Orange: Those shiny dancers really know how to shimy in skirts.
Blue: I have no legs.
Ex.
Cuert: Allo? Is this purple? Your curves and dialects intrigue me.
Purple: Wies. Jess. I have perfected the art of spinach wheeling and elephant wrangling.
Cuert: Your dancing sets fire to my soul. Let us share spit while red and tangerine bicker over who's bridges are shorter.
Orange: I found a dead body under mine.
Red: Rush to the side stage for the next act.
Cuert: Green your words are like a sudden riot, unexcpectedly brazen.
Yellow: I am yellow, you must smush with me.
Cuert: *scratches eyebrows, clear off* If only brown knew purple was a poet.
Orange: Those shiny dancers really know how to shimy in skirts.
Blue: I have no legs.
by iamrazorblade June 15, 2011
The happy spot in a womans vagina that releases joy and endorphins to the mosses and lichens of the world and creates peace and growth in deciduous forests around the globus. This spot can be made angry which causes flakes of ash to rain down on the heads of winkles and rip vans sleeping in ponds or oases.
Slit: How is your temprament today?
Siaz: It's like a crutch for a plant. Vestigal and tall.
Paim: Why is your temprament so hackneyed.
Biaz: Stew crawled into my vagina bit off my upper utkat.
Siaz: It's like a crutch for a plant. Vestigal and tall.
Paim: Why is your temprament so hackneyed.
Biaz: Stew crawled into my vagina bit off my upper utkat.
by iamrazorblade June 16, 2011
Jeaf: Oi, where’s Lance
Nim: Oi, he’s on the rug, nibbling on carrot and celery sticks with soy hummus dip.
Jeaf: Oi, Lance, do you want to watch me eat this raw veal, with a hotdog bun.
Lance: *sweats profusely* Oi, eat your slut burger, freak. But save me some hamburger bun for my Turkey.
Nim: Oi, Bloody Mary, Lance! Have a stake and stop vexing.
Jeaf: Oi. Let him go. He is at peace.
Nim: Oi, he’s on the rug, nibbling on carrot and celery sticks with soy hummus dip.
Jeaf: Oi, Lance, do you want to watch me eat this raw veal, with a hotdog bun.
Lance: *sweats profusely* Oi, eat your slut burger, freak. But save me some hamburger bun for my Turkey.
Nim: Oi, Bloody Mary, Lance! Have a stake and stop vexing.
Jeaf: Oi. Let him go. He is at peace.
by iamrazorblade June 16, 2011