a disorder whereby a person has recurring thoughts about breaking wind in crowded and, often times, confined places (This is a dangerous situation in which the person in question is on the verge of becoming a sphincter Sinatra if he/she does not receive professional help or, at the very least, a bitch slap by his/her friends.)
Paratrooper: Sarge, I know it’s not the time but I keep thinking about plantin’ some onion.
Jumpmaster: GOT DAMN IT!!! Ya better at-ease those flatusidal tendencies or I’ll toss your goat-smellin’ ass off this bird right now, green light or not.
American slang dating back to the time of the old west. It was used by people who were established in frontier towns to describe someone new, either to the area or the prevailing conditions; someone lacking experience and who was perhaps a little naive. Mildly disparaging but without any real malice it is still used occasionally to describe someone who is just starting out on their chosen career.
I was going to ask my girlfriend if would be OK for me to spend an evening out on the towngetting shitfacedwith the lads, but the Common Universal Natural Tendency of a woman does not approve of a man enjoying himself without her being there..