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The African Exchange Student 

The act of sitting on someone else's butt and proceeding to poop into their asshole. Usually used as a form of foreplay, together they pass it back and fourth from person A's asshole to person B's asshole, then back to person A's asshole. This may go on all night long.
Dude 1: "Hey, did you get laid with Rachel last night?
Dude 2: "Yeah man we did the African Exchange Student for hours. It was kinky as hell."
Dude 1: Hell yeah! I've always wanted to try it but I don't think my asshole is wide enough to accept the poop yet."

The Stinky Exchange 

The Stinky Exchange consists of a male and a female. This process starts with the man taking a mondo dookie while the female rides his penis as the female also proceeds to defecate into the gap inbetween his legs into the same toilet.
Man-“Damn I need to shit so bad, but I’m also really horny.”
Girl-“Same, let’s do the Stinky Exchange.”

The Manhattan Exchange 

A Manhattan Exchange is where one person lays with their ass in the air, gaping it open, while another person stands over them and shits into their ass. Then they swap positions.
"My wife told me she wanted to try The Manhattan Exchange, so I shit into her asshole."

"Gross bro"

The Wonka Exchange

When you and your partner line up your buttholes and you or your partner poops in to the other’s rectum.
That bitch was so freaky, she wanted me to give her The Wonka Exchange.”

the russian cock exchange 

When two Russian Men go to the middle of Moscow in broad daylight in the middle of the road cut there dicks off with a machete and hand it to each other, they then begin to fight and whoever can put the other ones dicks in there mouth first wins.
Vladimir: Sergei would you like to be apart of the Russian Cock Exchange?
Sergei: Vladimir, I thought you’d never ask.

The Beggar's Exchange Rate

When someone doesn't follow the international exchange rate and takes you for a ride. Usually common among people who have no money.
So I was in Montreal for the weekend, and I couldn't find a Bureau de Change anywhere. The only person I could find was this complete mess of a man looking in trashcans for lunch.

I asked him "can you make change?" and I showed him a fifty dollar bill U.S..

I got back five dollars Canadian.

I was given The Beggar's Exchange Rate.