Usually a woman (even if there have been some male cases reported) user of dating apps, that prefers collecting first dates, to have as many paid dinners as possible.
"Hey Samantha! Did you plan going out for dinner with Gordon again?"
"Of course not! He paid the bill on the first date, so the second time would be my turn. Therefore next dinner out is with Mortimer".
"you're such a dinner digger!".
"Of course not! He paid the bill on the first date, so the second time would be my turn. Therefore next dinner out is with Mortimer".
"you're such a dinner digger!".
by Barabbaz November 30, 2021
Get the Dinner Diggermug. From the vantage point of a rational human with functioning gustatory papillae, the lamb meat in all forms is the gastronomic equivalent of getting kicked in the testicles.
Imagine, if you will, meat that tastes like it’s been marinated in dirty old sweaters, perfumed with a hint of petting zoo after a spring rain, and garnished with the toxic secretions of a cane toad. The consumption of lamb is less a meal and more an elaborate prank gone wrong.
The texture? A true paradox. Somehow it is both sinewy and gelatinous, as though the animal was full of despair and sadness before its untimely demise. And the smell, how in tarnation can it smell that foul? The stench wafts through a home like the ghost of livestock past, clinging to drapes, walls, and assaulting the olfactory senses of every poor soul who is in the vicinity.
Supposed connoisseurs will wax poetic about its “earthy richness” or “rich, robust, and well-balanced flavor” which, when translated from nonsense speak to to honest English, means “sweaty mutton disguised as fine dining”. It is not “delicate,” it is despicable; it is not “robust,” but a belligerent assault on the taste buds.
Lamb should only be served if your guests have wronged you terribly or if you have lost all hope in the potential of food bringing you, or others, joy.
In conclusion, a lamb as a dish is best served NEVER. It is a betrayal of the palate, a disgrace to the kitchen, and a compelling argument for vegetarianism.
Imagine, if you will, meat that tastes like it’s been marinated in dirty old sweaters, perfumed with a hint of petting zoo after a spring rain, and garnished with the toxic secretions of a cane toad. The consumption of lamb is less a meal and more an elaborate prank gone wrong.
The texture? A true paradox. Somehow it is both sinewy and gelatinous, as though the animal was full of despair and sadness before its untimely demise. And the smell, how in tarnation can it smell that foul? The stench wafts through a home like the ghost of livestock past, clinging to drapes, walls, and assaulting the olfactory senses of every poor soul who is in the vicinity.
Supposed connoisseurs will wax poetic about its “earthy richness” or “rich, robust, and well-balanced flavor” which, when translated from nonsense speak to to honest English, means “sweaty mutton disguised as fine dining”. It is not “delicate,” it is despicable; it is not “robust,” but a belligerent assault on the taste buds.
Lamb should only be served if your guests have wronged you terribly or if you have lost all hope in the potential of food bringing you, or others, joy.
In conclusion, a lamb as a dish is best served NEVER. It is a betrayal of the palate, a disgrace to the kitchen, and a compelling argument for vegetarianism.
Jacob: You should come over for dinner tonight.
Patricia: That sounds lovely, what are we having?
Jacob: A lamb dinner, I was thinking a roast leg of lamb.
Patricia: I just threw up in my mouth.
Jacob: Lamb Souvlaki?
Patricia: I would rather starve.
Jacob: Lamb chops?
Patricia: Que distinguida.
Jacob: Lamb kofta?
Patricia: Que feo.
Jacob: Lamb Shank Ragu?
Patricia: Ohhhh, you know what? I just remembered, I am busy tonight, sorry.
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Fact: There is literally no version of lamb that is not completely disgusting
Patricia: That sounds lovely, what are we having?
Jacob: A lamb dinner, I was thinking a roast leg of lamb.
Patricia: I just threw up in my mouth.
Jacob: Lamb Souvlaki?
Patricia: I would rather starve.
Jacob: Lamb chops?
Patricia: Que distinguida.
Jacob: Lamb kofta?
Patricia: Que feo.
Jacob: Lamb Shank Ragu?
Patricia: Ohhhh, you know what? I just remembered, I am busy tonight, sorry.
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Fact: There is literally no version of lamb that is not completely disgusting
by Volando Con El Viento April 20, 2025
Get the Lamb dinnermug. I went to go down on Blow Job Betty last night and had to back off because I was met with a large waft from her dirty shrimp dinner.
by Lickus Dickliosis April 6, 2017
Get the dirty shrimp dinnermug. by Rice head June 3, 2016
Get the bitch ass dinner rollmug. A meal that is unexpectedly delicious but composed entirely of beige or light brown foods, such as chicken tenders, mashed potatoes, biscuits, and gravy. Despite its bland appearance, the beige dinner delivers peak comfort and flavor. Often associated with childhood nostalgia or unapologetic carb-loading
Caitlyn started off making a snack, accidentally summoned the Beige Dinner—a plate so monochrome and delicious it looked like it was sponsored by the 2002 Midwest Culinary Association. Chicken tenies, mac and cheese, and a biscuit so dry it filed for desert status, but I devoured it like it owed me money
by RubberSoul694 April 14, 2025
Get the Beige Dinnermug. To be at a pot-luck dinner, or other social gathering that woman you don't like or hate are more dominant than the others you do like.
Side note: You can be a at a Cunt-luck Dinner with ONLY woman you dont like.
Side note: You can be a at a Cunt-luck Dinner with ONLY woman you dont like.
Tim: Dude, how many girls did you say you had last night?
You: Eh, it wasnt that great. It was a real cunt-luck dinner.
Becky: Girl, we were suppose to go shopping yesterday! Where where you?
You: Sorry, I was trapped at a cunt-luck dinner.
You: Eh, it wasnt that great. It was a real cunt-luck dinner.
Becky: Girl, we were suppose to go shopping yesterday! Where where you?
You: Sorry, I was trapped at a cunt-luck dinner.
by TylerBirdMan March 15, 2010
Get the Cunt-luck Dinnermug. "Just walked in on Matt making a cowboy's dinner."
"I don't know what I drank last night, but I woke up in the bathroom with a Cowboy's Dinner infront of me"
"I don't know what I drank last night, but I woke up in the bathroom with a Cowboy's Dinner infront of me"
by robohobo_ March 18, 2017
Get the Cowboy's Dinnermug.