A place where homosexual activity occurs in Columbia, MO in the booth off Broadway St, in the jewelry store guest parking. A gay haven for local bums looking to work the glory hole.
(gay dude): Hey Josh, I want you to stick a banana in my tail pipe, but I don't want to get burned this time.
(Josh): Well why don't you just go down to Larry's Booth and you will get satisfied properly by the "hole fillers".
the one particular booth (or table) in a restaurant containing the people whose conversation is loud enough to be heard over all the other conversations in all the other booths.
"I'm sorry, how long did the doctor say you have to live? I couldn't hear you because of the announcer's booth over there."
Basically what a booth babe turns into while you're at other tradeshows. Much in evidence due to the poor economy.
She's been divorced at least once; smokes; has a peeling tan; hugs every man she gets close to and the perfect specimen has both a stupid name (or a good name spelled oddly) and a job title that is actually one step up from receptionist if you look at it too closely enough.