Nearly identical to Netflix and Chill, except that Bob Ross's "The Joy of Painting" is always the viewing material. Once engaged in sexual activity, the participants must look at the TV screen every so often to gasp in wonder at the magnificent masterpiece unfolding before their eyes.
Man 1: I invited Jenny over for Bob Ross and Chill last night.
Man 2: How was it?
Man 1: It was amazing! He painted a windmill in a peaceful valley with... Oh... You mean Jenny?
A problematic cowardly yet somewhat boring act. Usually executed in or around the Wimborne area.
Often involves complete utter cod Shit and inappropriate discussions on conspiracy theory, BMW statistics and certain kung foo moves.
That looser was at the Coach and Horses last night. Doing a Rossiter again attacking thin air with kung foo moves whilst talking utter cod shit about his 1997 beamer.
"punch me in the stomach" he said with a smug I can take it coz I'm hard look written all over his chevy chase.
The greatest writer that is part of the greatest band ever, Panic! At The Disco. Recently (on July 28) his father died, most likely from alchohal poisoning, considering he was an alchoholic. They have cancelled some of there shows because of this.