Crotch Rocket Asshole believes that they own the road (which is directly contrary to Mustang Asshole), and have the fastest bike on the planet. Crotch Rocket Asshole weaves in and out of traffic, ignoring every traffic law that every other citizen has to obey. Crotch Rocket Asshole often pops wheelies in the middle of the street, which (I guess) only impresses Crotch Rocket Asshole’s underage girlfriend.
Crotch Rocket asshole is easily identifiable. Besides the obvious bike identification, Crotch Rocket Asshole often wears a gay leather jacket and pants combo that color match their bike, and often has a gay rubber Mohawk attached on top of their helmet. In reality, Crotch Rocket Asshole would never have the balls to sport a REAL mohawk in a million years. Crappy, faded, tribal armband and/or barb wire tattoos often adorn Crotch Rocket Asshole’s arm.
Crotch Rocket Asshole often uses their bike as their Facebook or MySpace profile image, in the slim hopes that some desperate female will dig the bike, and ignore the downsides of Crotch Rocket Asshole (namely the fact that the bike is their only means of transportation).
One can only hope that Crotch Rocket Asshole gets the shit beat out of them by Harley Rider.
See Cigarette Asshole and Lottery Ticket asshole for other possible “asshole” personality combinations.
Crotch Rocket asshole is easily identifiable. Besides the obvious bike identification, Crotch Rocket Asshole often wears a gay leather jacket and pants combo that color match their bike, and often has a gay rubber Mohawk attached on top of their helmet. In reality, Crotch Rocket Asshole would never have the balls to sport a REAL mohawk in a million years. Crappy, faded, tribal armband and/or barb wire tattoos often adorn Crotch Rocket Asshole’s arm.
Crotch Rocket Asshole often uses their bike as their Facebook or MySpace profile image, in the slim hopes that some desperate female will dig the bike, and ignore the downsides of Crotch Rocket Asshole (namely the fact that the bike is their only means of transportation).
One can only hope that Crotch Rocket Asshole gets the shit beat out of them by Harley Rider.
See Cigarette Asshole and Lottery Ticket asshole for other possible “asshole” personality combinations.
Stan: "Crotch Rocket Asshole passed me up on the road today doing 90 in a school zone while popping a wheelie"
Ted: "I bet you were driving in front of a high school, wern't you?"
Stan: "Yeah, how did you know THAT?"
Ted: "30-year old Crotch Rocket Asshole was showing off and scamming for babes."
Ted: "I bet you were driving in front of a high school, wern't you?"
Stan: "Yeah, how did you know THAT?"
Ted: "30-year old Crotch Rocket Asshole was showing off and scamming for babes."
by mad genius December 07, 2010
Cigarette Asshole holds up the entire line at the convenience store, describing to the cashier what cigarettes they choose to spend their unemployment benefits on and kill themselves with. The description is often something like “Kool 100 slim unfiltered menthols in a hard pack” hence confusing the befuddled cashier, and pissing off everyone else waiting in line. God forbid you find yourself waiting behind the occasional Lottery Ticket / Cigarette Asshole combination personality. You might as well shoot yourself or leave and try a different store. See Mustang Asshole and Lottery Ticket asshole for other possible asshole personality combinations.
'Why doesn't Cigarette Asshole just jump off a cliff? That way, they can speed up the whole death process and spare me the next 3 hours waiting in line."
by mad genius December 04, 2010
Bank Drive-thru Asshole uses the drive-thru lane at the bank to conduct 20 minutes of banking that should be taken care of by walking inside. The grossly overweight Bank Drive-thru Asshole obviously can’t waddle their fat asses inside the lobby, so their only hope is that their rusted, oil-burning piece of crap car will idle long enough at the drive-thru. Bank Drive-thru Asshole often causes an unsuspecting and unfortunate victim to lose the Bank Drive-thru Lottery.
Bank Drive-thru Asshole will also not hesitate to use the Commercial Lane. Apparently, Bank Drive-thru Asshole also lacks the ability to fill out a deposit slip BEFORE their turn in line. Bank Drive-thru Asshole would be better served going to the local check cashing store to cash their monthly unemployment or welfare checks.
Bank Drive-thru Asshole's next stop is the convenience store, which usually results in the morphing into Cigartette Asshole and/or Lottery Ticket Asshole.
Bank Drive-thru Asshole will also not hesitate to use the Commercial Lane. Apparently, Bank Drive-thru Asshole also lacks the ability to fill out a deposit slip BEFORE their turn in line. Bank Drive-thru Asshole would be better served going to the local check cashing store to cash their monthly unemployment or welfare checks.
Bank Drive-thru Asshole's next stop is the convenience store, which usually results in the morphing into Cigartette Asshole and/or Lottery Ticket Asshole.
I got caught behind Bank Drive-thru Asshole this morning. They must have been trying to cash a forged state check which was signed by three different people. To top it off, Bank Drive-thru Asshole probably had no valid ID. Damn...they made me lose the Bank Drive-thru Lottery.
by mad genius December 07, 2010
Refinery Asshole is the guy that passes you on the interstate in his “dually pick ‘em up truck” doing 90 mph, because he’s on his way to his refinery job. Refinery Asshole drives like a jerk because Refinery Asshole also believes he is a NASCAR driver. Refinery Asshole believes that the refinery is incapable of operating without him. Refinery Asshole reeks of cigarettes, coffee, and refinery stink, and spends his entire day with his filthy, stinking books kicked up on his desk, bitching about how rotten his home life is, and how great he was back in high school football. Refinery Asshole’s “great-grandaddy”, “granddaddy”, and “daddy”, worked at the same refinery, and guess what ? Refinery Asshole’s son will also work there someday, carrying on the rich tradition. Refinery Asshole hopes that someday, his daughter will marry another Refinery Asshole. Refinery Asshole also believes that greasy, stinking Nomex suits qualify as “Sunday’s Best” in clothing.
Refinery Asshole passed me up this morning on my way to work. It was unbelievable...I could smell tobacco, coffee, and petroleum as he went by doing 90, cutting me off only a few cars lenghts from his exit.
by mad genius December 04, 2010
Shirtless Profile Asshole believes that they are God’s gift to social networking. In reality, they have nothing to offer, so Shirtless Profile Asshole snaps a photo (often fuzzy or dimly lit) and uses this as their MySpace and / or Facebook (or other predatory website) profile picture.
More often than not (although not necessarily a requirement for the definition), Shirtless Profile Asshole leaves their ugly face out of the image, which can only work to their advantage. Shirtless Profile Asshole usually sports some form of boring tribal arm band or barb wire tattoo. This is due to Shirtless Profile Asshole’s complete lack of originality in every aspect of their life.
Shirtless Profile Asshole most likely owns a crotch rocket or a Mustang (see Crotch Rocket Asshole and/or Mustang Asshole), which makes for the brain-wrenching choice of which stupid photo to use for their profile…their lame ride, or their zit-filled bare chest?
More often than not (although not necessarily a requirement for the definition), Shirtless Profile Asshole leaves their ugly face out of the image, which can only work to their advantage. Shirtless Profile Asshole usually sports some form of boring tribal arm band or barb wire tattoo. This is due to Shirtless Profile Asshole’s complete lack of originality in every aspect of their life.
Shirtless Profile Asshole most likely owns a crotch rocket or a Mustang (see Crotch Rocket Asshole and/or Mustang Asshole), which makes for the brain-wrenching choice of which stupid photo to use for their profile…their lame ride, or their zit-filled bare chest?
When Sid discovered that his personsality and character wasnt able to get him far in the dating scene, he morphed into Shirtless Profile Asshole and the number of girls on his "friends" list skyrocketed. Too bad the fake-ass girls on his list accept anybody who send them an invite, just to boost their own egos with the false hopes that they themselves may have something to offer. They really could care less about the zits or ugly tattoos that he sports.
by mad genius December 07, 2010
Mustang Asshole believes that they own the road, and have the fastest car on the planet. Doesn’t matter if their car is a stripped-down version, or has thousands of dollars put into engine performance; Mustang Asshole is simply Mustang Asshole. Mustang Asshole believes any auto racing movie should be nominated for an Oscar. Mustang Asshole often overinflates the amount of horsepower they tell each other they have, because they know that in reality, they will never race their cars and prove it. They LOVE to sit at stoplights and rev the engine, even if they can only race one city block before the next stop sign or stop light. Mustang Asshole usually is wearing sunglasses (no matter day or night) and often sports a backwards baseball hat and a thin, cheesy, shit-stain moustache. Mustang Asshole’s girlfriend is very impressed with Mustang Asshole, however knows no better because it’s the only guy she’s dated since childhood. Mustang Asshole often uses their Mustang as their Facebook or MySpace profile image, in the slim hopes that some desperate female will dig the car, and overlook their pubic hair transplants on their head. See Cigarette Asshole and Lottery Ticket asshole for other possible asshole personality combinations.
I saw a whole heard of Mustang Assholes rubbing against each other stroking their egos. They must substitute horsepower for penis size.
by mad genius December 04, 2010
To urinate on a fan of the opposite team. Taken from the horrific example a few years ago when a group of Oakland Raider fans beat up a Dolphins fan in the bathroom, then proceeded to urinate on him. Typical neanderthal Raider fan behavior.
The Raiders haven't won a meaningful game in years, which results in the fans having to dolphinize opposing fans to gain any satisfaction in life.
by mad genius October 27, 2010