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plymouth neck 

A fat pubic forehead who thinks he's fresh because he owns a pair of nike's; Has a head the size of a piano and instant messages people 76986750795687 a day, so don't give him ur screen name.. Has timber legs and a jew fro'd flat top..
wow don't be sucH a plymouth neck, FICUS!!!!!

hOW IT FEEL TO WAKE UP AND BE NEXT TO A PLYMOUTH NECK.

IM GONNA TAKE UR FICUS MONEY, PLYMOUTH
plymouth neck by phalidamite April 4, 2009
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plymouth breeze

It's like a 4 cylinder on its last limp. The damn thing squeaks on every turn and the engine is no more practical than a lawn mower. It's like overworked and hot by the time you get to the grocery store. I maintain it properly and it's just junk. It makes me hate how America sold stuff like this. Not only that, but this crap car has been made under three different names, such as the dodge stratus and Chrysler cirrus. Pretty much Every 4 cylinder in another country is ten times better and more trustworthy. Me and my buddy call it a drymouth cheese.
"It's like an upgrade from the Neon" when the dumb blonde bought a junky white 1998 Plymouth breeze.
plymouth breeze by Porsche 924s October 6, 2013

Plymouth Rock Day 

Plymouth Rock Day is the 2nd Monday in February when all females are required to give blowjobs before 2pm or be punched in the face. Originates from a whore named Plymouth who loved to give blowjobs, often being rewarded with phrases like "Wow Plymouth, you rock!"
Can't wait for Plymouth Rock Day. Hope I don't get that snaggle toothed bitch again

Plymouth Thanksgiving 

Immediately after you pour gravy down your girl or guy’s throat, smack the back of his or her head and make it come out his/her nose. See Angry Dragon but with gravy.
After the meal I gave my girl a real Plymouth Thanksgiving and she wouldn’t speak to me for a week!

Plymouth middle school 

Plymouth middle school is a horrible place to send your children. Most of the teachers breaths smell like coffee and cigarettes (with the exception of a few) The water tastes like blood and we aren’t even allowed to use the locker rooms. It stinks and so does almost everyone there

Plymouth Christian Academy 

Alright, I'm a student here. I'm gonna give a serious definition for this godforsaken hellhole. This place is poison. I can't put into words how much trauma and pain I've experienced here. The people are assholes and have no morality or tolerance except for "Jesus is cool and if you don't like him you're gonna die a terrible death and regret being not Christian for the rest of your life". The class program is a joke, with 7th graders only having 5 electives and only getting to choose 2. Every class you take somehow turns into a Bible lecture no matter what subject. Almost all of the people that go here are awful people and only care about "being the best Christian I can be". I'm going to take a minute to say that not ALL of the school is terrible, some teachers have a sense of humor and actually try to educate you on something other than God and Jesus or whatever. I want to say at least some of the kids know what the word 'tolerance' means, but that's a bit of a stretch. This school houses, creates and encourages the stereotype of (white) insane Christians who hurt other people who aren't (white) like minded-Christians. Again, I can't stress enough how intolerant the people here are towards others who have a different faith or lifestyle. This school is just an expensive prison. If you want to use "Plymouth Christian Academy" in a sentence, DON'T. Find a similar word, like "hell" or "pain", or even "death-inducing traumatic prison". Please, I beg of you, stay away.
"Oh yeah, Zoey goes to Plymouth Christian Academy."
"Oh, that poor girl. I hope she escapes someday."

Plymouth Rock 

The first shit you take after digesting Thanksgiving dinner. Usually very dense due to overeating, bordering on a blockage either due to size or consistency, (see: ‘mustard plug’) which prompts a gastrointestinal journey of epic proportions whilst trying to expel. The panic and fright felt during the initial urge to go is akin to the uncertainty the voyagers of the Mayflower must have felt before spotting land. Once the amalgamation of turkey, ham, stuffing etc begins to pass the event horizon of the anus, hope is restored, just like the settlers had when they finally reached the promised land.
“This year I’m thankful I made it to the bathroom on time to drop a plymouth rock.”

“Bob destroyed the toilet with his Plymouth Rock on black friday.”

“I Clogged the toilet at the hotel after Thanksgiving and just left it for the maids. They didn’t land on Plymouth Rock; my Plymouth Rock landed on them.”
Plymouth Rock by But Sects November 22, 2023