1. Mascot for Pittsburgh's hockey team
2. caffeine-enhanced mints
3. nickname for running with your pants down around your ankles. (origin: a very bad joke)
2. caffeine-enhanced mints
3. nickname for running with your pants down around your ankles. (origin: a very bad joke)
1. Don't bother me. I'm watching the Penguin game tonight. I know Lemieux is out, but Fleury's playing tonight so they should win. At least we still don't have that bitch Jagr.
2. Pop me a few Penguins. I'm dragging.
3. In shock he jumped up and had to waddle towards the door with his pants around his ankles and called after her "Why do they call this a penguin?!!!"
2. Pop me a few Penguins. I'm dragging.
3. In shock he jumped up and had to waddle towards the door with his pants around his ankles and called after her "Why do they call this a penguin?!!!"
by ricky roma November 18, 2003
The list of people who are on another level (and I don't mean in a good way).
Possibly even on a level higher than the always-popular "shitlist".
Possibly even on a level higher than the always-popular "shitlist".
"You can check the liner notes for your name on my fuck you list..." - track used by DJ Z-Trip from Live At The Unknown (part 2. start 29.14)
by Ricky Roma December 27, 2003
by Ricky Roma November 29, 2003
who would have thought this was written over 20 years ago?
Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
?(click!)?
Hi, I'm your video DJ. I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes. I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go. (Yes, I know. No one wears a satin jacket anyone unless it's a wordthrowback/word - RR)
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination, by feeding you endless doses of sugar-coated mindless garbage.
So don't create, be sedate. Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial. If we have our way even you will believe this is the future of rock and roll
(background: MTV GET OFF THE AIR)
How far will you go?
how low will you stoop?
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated poop?
You've turned rock and roll rebellion
Into Pat Boone sedation; making sure nothing's left to the imagination.
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air
See the latest rejects from the muppet show wag their tits and their dicks as they lip-synch on screen.
There's something I don't like about a band who always smiles.
Another tax write-off for some schmuck who doesn't care.
M.T.V. Get off the air!
And so it was, our beloved corporate gods claimed they created rock video.
Allowing it to sink as low in one year
As commercial TV has in 25.
"It's the new frontier," they say.
It's wide open, anything can happen
But you've got a lot of nerve to call yourself a pioneer when you're too god-damn conservative to take real chances.
Tin-eared graph-paper brained accountants instead of music fans call all the shots at giant record companies now.
The lowest common denominator rules
Forget honesty
Forget creativity
The dumbest buy the mostest
That's the name of the game
But sales are slumping
And no one will say why
Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!? (Yes, hell yes - RR)
Fun Fun Fun in the fluffy chair
Flame up the herb
Woof down the beer
?(click!)?
Hi, I'm your video DJ. I always talk like I'm wigged out on quaaludes. I wear a satin baseball jacket everywhere I go. (Yes, I know. No one wears a satin jacket anyone unless it's a wordthrowback/word - RR)
My job is to help destroy what's left of your imagination, by feeding you endless doses of sugar-coated mindless garbage.
So don't create, be sedate. Be a vegetable at home and thwack on that dial. If we have our way even you will believe this is the future of rock and roll
(background: MTV GET OFF THE AIR)
How far will you go?
how low will you stoop?
To tranquilize our minds with your sugar-coated poop?
You've turned rock and roll rebellion
Into Pat Boone sedation; making sure nothing's left to the imagination.
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the
M.T.V. Get off the air
Get off the air
See the latest rejects from the muppet show wag their tits and their dicks as they lip-synch on screen.
There's something I don't like about a band who always smiles.
Another tax write-off for some schmuck who doesn't care.
M.T.V. Get off the air!
And so it was, our beloved corporate gods claimed they created rock video.
Allowing it to sink as low in one year
As commercial TV has in 25.
"It's the new frontier," they say.
It's wide open, anything can happen
But you've got a lot of nerve to call yourself a pioneer when you're too god-damn conservative to take real chances.
Tin-eared graph-paper brained accountants instead of music fans call all the shots at giant record companies now.
The lowest common denominator rules
Forget honesty
Forget creativity
The dumbest buy the mostest
That's the name of the game
But sales are slumping
And no one will say why
Could it be they put out one too many lousy records?!? (Yes, hell yes - RR)
by Ricky Roma January 30, 2004
generic name used as a substitute for a person's surname.
See also chief, ace, champ, boss, dude, pal, slappy, guy, man, homey, junior, my deuce
See also chief, ace, champ, boss, dude, pal, slappy, guy, man, homey, junior, my deuce
I was at work today, and some dickface dropped this line on me:
"What's up, sport? Think you can get me a drink there, chief? What do you say, champ?"
"What's up, sport? Think you can get me a drink there, chief? What do you say, champ?"
by Ricky Roma November 27, 2003
Those hovas were bangin' on my door again today. I told them to raise up and leave me the fuck alone.
by Ricky Roma September 30, 2003
by ricky roma November 18, 2003