A verb. Decribes the reaction of one’s bowels to Indian food. Does not require actual Vindaloo as studies show that any Indian food can reproduce this burning-hot-
like-lava, mud-butt. Seconds prior to this ass-plosion, loud rumbling from the intestines moving
poo and
gas down
will fuck with your confidence. You think “I’ll make it, I’ll make it” but if you’re not within an arm’s length of the can, chances are you
will be shitting your pants. After removing your drawers and cleaning up your pants the best you can, you toss that pair of shitty gitch in your neighbours trash can and go catch your
bus back home. Look innocent or people
will guess you are the source of the hum.
It can also be used to describe the fear you have about eating Indian food and shitting said pants
Mike: “Fuck
Dave, I want Indian so bad but last time I shit my pants and I’m not keen on being Vindalood again just yet...maybe next week ok?
Dave: “Sure, how about pizza tonight and next week we get a curry”
Mike: “Sounds good, I’ll be ready for the Vindaloo ass-attack and bring a spare pair of gotch. “