A nickname for former Illinois governor Rod Blagojevich, who was impeached for attempting to accept bribes to fill Barack Obama's empty U.S. Senate seat. Originated on "The Daily Show with Jon Stewart" and is a play on the title of the movie "Slumdog Millionaire," which was popular at the same time as the Blagojevich scandal. The "Million-hairs" part of the name refers to the impressive amount of hair on Blagojevich's head.
Senate candidate: "I'd like to express interest in President-elect Obama's vacant senate seat. I feel that my qualifications are right for the job."
Blagojevich: "What? Tell it to my pants pockets! Let's see...I'll give you the seat if you give me $1 million in unmarked benjamins, get a hot dog named after me at The Wiener's Circle in Chicago, and brush my hair for an hour every morning for the next year."
Senate candidate: "Forget it, Scumdog Million-hairs, I do not bow to corruption!"
Blagojevich: "Really? Are you serious? You're a politician. Come on."
Senate candidate: "All right. Take out the hair-brushing part and we've got a deal."
Blagojevich: "What? Tell it to my pants pockets! Let's see...I'll give you the seat if you give me $1 million in unmarked benjamins, get a hot dog named after me at The Wiener's Circle in Chicago, and brush my hair for an hour every morning for the next year."
Senate candidate: "Forget it, Scumdog Million-hairs, I do not bow to corruption!"
Blagojevich: "Really? Are you serious? You're a politician. Come on."
Senate candidate: "All right. Take out the hair-brushing part and we've got a deal."
by Nicholas D February 23, 2009
Get the Scumdog Million-hairs mug.A conference tournament in NCAA basketball. This term is used especially for mid-major (non-BCS) teams for whom winning the conference tournament is their only shot at getting into the big dance, i.e. the NCAA tournament. This term was coined by ESPN.
Phil: "LeBron James is awesome man. You know, I could have been that good if I had stuck with the game."
Kevin: "No you couldn't have."
Phil: "Dude! I was a big-time NBA prospect before I injured my knee."
Kevin: "No you weren't."
Phil: "Well, no, but I played in college and made it to the NCAA tournament - the big dance!"
Kevin: "No you didn't."
Phil: "No, but my team did play in the little dance and almost won."
Kevin: "No they didn't."
Phil: "No, but I did play in college."
Kevin: "Nope."
Phil: "I mean high school."
Kevin: "Uh-uh."
Phil: "I mean the 8-year-olds league."
Kevin: "No way."
Phil: "Well ok, but I did play in a pick-up game once and scored 10 points."
Kevin: "No you didn't."
Phil: "Well no. How did you know? Is it because I'm white?"
Kevin: "No, it's because you're a one-armed midget. I hate to say it, but basketball just isn't the game for you."
Phil: "Oh yeah, good point. But if I could grow two feet or so - and another arm - then I'd be 5-foot-3 and could be the next Muggsy Bogues."
Kevin: "Nope, sorry. Not a chance."
Phil: "Well I was a world champion in midget tossing...as the projectile."
Kevin: "Now THAT I believe."
Kevin: "No you couldn't have."
Phil: "Dude! I was a big-time NBA prospect before I injured my knee."
Kevin: "No you weren't."
Phil: "Well, no, but I played in college and made it to the NCAA tournament - the big dance!"
Kevin: "No you didn't."
Phil: "No, but my team did play in the little dance and almost won."
Kevin: "No they didn't."
Phil: "No, but I did play in college."
Kevin: "Nope."
Phil: "I mean high school."
Kevin: "Uh-uh."
Phil: "I mean the 8-year-olds league."
Kevin: "No way."
Phil: "Well ok, but I did play in a pick-up game once and scored 10 points."
Kevin: "No you didn't."
Phil: "Well no. How did you know? Is it because I'm white?"
Kevin: "No, it's because you're a one-armed midget. I hate to say it, but basketball just isn't the game for you."
Phil: "Oh yeah, good point. But if I could grow two feet or so - and another arm - then I'd be 5-foot-3 and could be the next Muggsy Bogues."
Kevin: "Nope, sorry. Not a chance."
Phil: "Well I was a world champion in midget tossing...as the projectile."
Kevin: "Now THAT I believe."
by Nicholas D March 13, 2009
Get the little dance mug.To give you a tryout or try to figure out what it's all about. A more civilized form of what a dog does when it...uh...sniffs your ass.
Bill: "Ooh...looks like Peter messed up on his TPS reports again. We may need to fire him."
Bob: "Peter's a bright kid, I like his style. Let's send him out to the Boston office and let those guys sniff his ass for a couple of weeks. If they don't like what they see, then we'll can the bastard."
Stan: "Peter, why don't you come out to Boston and let us sniff your ass for a little bit? Not trying to scare you, but Bill would like us to evaluate your performance."
Peter: "Man, you guys are such a bunch of brown-nosers."
Bob: "Peter's a bright kid, I like his style. Let's send him out to the Boston office and let those guys sniff his ass for a couple of weeks. If they don't like what they see, then we'll can the bastard."
Stan: "Peter, why don't you come out to Boston and let us sniff your ass for a little bit? Not trying to scare you, but Bill would like us to evaluate your performance."
Peter: "Man, you guys are such a bunch of brown-nosers."
by Nicholas D November 28, 2007
Get the sniff your ass mug.A criminal; a derogatory acronym for justice-involved person, the new official San Francisco PC term to replace the apparently derogatory term "convicted felon".
Guy: "Holy shit man! I just got gypped by a JIP in the Tenderloin!"
Pal: "JIPs will gyp you, that's for sure. Don't hang around the Loin, bro. That area is super jippy."
Pal: "JIPs will gyp you, that's for sure. Don't hang around the Loin, bro. That area is super jippy."
by Nicholas D September 01, 2019
Get the jip mug.Britney wasn't really falling for my game until I decided to unfurl the tripod on her. Now I've been tapping that ass like it was a keg of natty.
by Nicholas D October 27, 2003
Get the unfurl the tripod mug.To hold up two fingers with the intent of signifying that you have to drop a deuce, i.e. take a crap.
Johnson: "Now Frank, you have to cut the green wire first. Go ahead and do that now."
Frank: "Ok, cutting the green wire. Here goes nothing...got it! What's next?"
Johnson: "You're doing great, Frankie. How much time do we have left?"
Frank: "One minute, forty-seven seconds til she blows."
Johnson: "Now cut the blue wire. Once you do that, there's only one more step until the bomb is disarmed."
Frank: "I can barely see down here...ok, blue wire, blue wire...I think this is it. Cutting now...ok, we're clear. What now, Johnson?"
Johnson (in the background): "Oh shit! Agnes, get the phone for me."
Frank: "Johnson!!! Are you there?"
Johnson's secretary: "Sorry hon, I just saw him flash the deuce. My guess is he'll be on the crapper for the next 10 minutes or so. Today was the office chili con carne festival. You'd better call back later."
Frank: "But we have to dismantle this bomb!!!"
Johnson's secretary: "Um yeah...I wouldn't know anything about that. I suggest you try calling back around...oh...maybe 3:30 this afternoon. Buh-bye now."
Frank: "Ok, cutting the green wire. Here goes nothing...got it! What's next?"
Johnson: "You're doing great, Frankie. How much time do we have left?"
Frank: "One minute, forty-seven seconds til she blows."
Johnson: "Now cut the blue wire. Once you do that, there's only one more step until the bomb is disarmed."
Frank: "I can barely see down here...ok, blue wire, blue wire...I think this is it. Cutting now...ok, we're clear. What now, Johnson?"
Johnson (in the background): "Oh shit! Agnes, get the phone for me."
Frank: "Johnson!!! Are you there?"
Johnson's secretary: "Sorry hon, I just saw him flash the deuce. My guess is he'll be on the crapper for the next 10 minutes or so. Today was the office chili con carne festival. You'd better call back later."
Frank: "But we have to dismantle this bomb!!!"
Johnson's secretary: "Um yeah...I wouldn't know anything about that. I suggest you try calling back around...oh...maybe 3:30 this afternoon. Buh-bye now."
by Nicholas D June 17, 2008
Get the flash the deuce mug.Jared: "Oh man, don't tell me these jokers are trying to get high off the Reddi-Wip can again."
Reggie: "Yeah, the hell with that shit. I've got a fat bag of grass we can smoke back at my place. Let's blow this bitch."
Jared: "Word to your mother."
Reggie: "Yeah, the hell with that shit. I've got a fat bag of grass we can smoke back at my place. Let's blow this bitch."
Jared: "Word to your mother."
by Nicholas D December 24, 2007
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