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A Cincinnati Breakfast 

A meal consisting of two eggs, a side of goetta and two slices of buttered rye toast. This meal can be eaten at any time of day.
A. What are you having?
B. I will have a cincinnati breakfast.
A. How would you like your eggs?
B. Over easy and the goetta crisp. Oh, and a coffee.
A Cincinnati Breakfast by maxxavier November 13, 2021

The Full Dutch Breakfast 

A session of fellation from an expat in Amsterdam while eating a boterham.
My day is off to a great start. She gave me the full Dutch Breakfast!

A special poptard breakfast 

A low IQ person executed in the electic chair.
Ryan had an 76 IQ. Ryan killed 5 members of his family receiving five death sentences. Years later Ryan screamed when he saw the electic chair as entered the death chamber. He shouted, "The guards promised him a special poptard breakfast not a permanent nap".

gangbang on breakfast

Being especially rough on a situation in the morning.
You mad at breakfast time? Why you gotta gangbang on breakfast?

Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast 

Yes indeed, here we are!
At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast
Where I stole the mar-juh-reen
An' widdled on the Bingo Cards in lieu of the latrine
I saw a handsome parish lady
Make her entrance like a queen
Why she was totally chenille
And her old man was a Marine
As she abused a sausage pattie
And said why don't you treat me mean?
(Hurt me, hurt me, hurt me, ooh)
At Saint Alfonzo's Pancake Breakfast
(Hah! Good God! Get off the bus!)
Where I stole the mar-juh-reen

Saint Alfonzo
Saint Alfonzo
Saint Alfonzo
Saint Alfonzo
Oo-oo-wah

Big Bowl of Mistake-i-oes for Breakfast 

The Breakfast of fuck-ups : not for everyone every day but certainly everyone at least once. A breakfast of bad ideas one eats early in the morning then shits throughout the day in a series of missteps and failures like : flat tires, lost car keys, broken friendships, tax audits and fist fights over low-priced household goods or parking spaces. Always to be avoided.
Evan: That's a girl's jacket.

Tucker: Huh ?

Evan: The zipper and buttons. They're on the wrong side. It's a woman's jacket. You're wearing a woman's jacket.

Tucker: ....I got it at a consignment store; I honestly did not know. Will you run me down with your car, please ?

Evan: After I send this picture around I will. You ate a Big Bowl of Mistake-i-oes for Breakfast !
Tucker: Make it look like an accident.