You and your friend fill 2 condoms with your own poop, until they become really hard and stiff. Then you start having a sword fight with them. Whose condom breaks first and lets out the contents loses and shall be ashamed.
When you are having intercourse with a male and he hits you across the face with his member, most often across the cheeks, but also, one can be baguette'd on the forehead, chin or eyes.
Aron: “Aye Bro what’d you get up to last night?”
Damo: “AYO I was laying in several baguette pounders on this French chick. ‘Oui! Oui,’ she exclaimed.”
Is it a Baguette?
Is it a Seagull?
No!
It is both!
It is love.
It is hate.
It is happyness.
It is pain (french people know that).
It is everything.
It is nothing.
It is a Baguette Seagull