No bitches wanted me when I worked at Burger King, but this big time job waiting tables at Denny's has transformed me into the...da da da da...twatmaster. That's clit commander in layman's terms.
Girl that runs up waving a Toastmasters International pen: "Toastmasters... International. Wait for it, it'll all make sense. They're a team of superhumans that control TOAST! Isn't that AWESOME?"
one who indulges himself in the art and science of tits. This can range from everyday observation of breasts to the occasion of playing with a big-titty-ass-bitch.
Sometimesfollowed by numbers in order to show a level of Titmastery.
A disaster of twat that reaches beyond the magnitude of a cuntaclysm. This word should be used in only the most extreme of cunt-riddled situations. A twatsaster often involves damage of personal property and can be accompanied by the need for rehabilitation.
I had to brave the mall so I could buy my girlfriend a purse and 6 bitches slammed into my new car, all while they were drinking their Starbucks, talking on their pink iPhones and fuckibg with their makeup. It was a fucking twatsaster!!
Twatster (twatstress): pretentious, but not necessarily ambitious dude who over-zealous on social mobility and flaunts his recently acquired degree in Liberal Arts from random University College. Will never be respected by academics and usually seen as class traitor.
John's degree has made him speak like he knows it all and feels it all. He's an educated geezer now, you know, knows all that fancy middle class lingo. Yeah, a right twatster.