by Duke Dillon November 03, 2019
by nicholewood July 03, 2011
The feeling of bugs crawling on you even after you’ve gotten rid of the bug(s) that were previously on you.
Somebody told me I had a spider on my shoulder, so I swatted it off and still had the critter jitters for 20 minutes.
by Kshea18 June 14, 2018
Hey fag you know if you keep going to the skatepark everyday I'm gonna have to beat the rabies out of you for being a skatepark critter
by Vapefagnaysh July 09, 2017
tiny bugs that a person on meth only sees. imagined bugs that are not really there (once they hit the pipe, "meth critters" are everywhere)
dude #1: "look bro, you are gonna have to vacate the premises until i get rid of them bugs. this Raid better work its magic"
dude #2: "this is some top of the line bug spray but i dont think it'll work on them meth critters"
dude #2: "this is some top of the line bug spray but i dont think it'll work on them meth critters"
by Gnutty Solano July 08, 2019
by FLLFL July 01, 2018
Hippies, specifically. Can be used generally to describe people so high on drugs that they're "baked crispy".
In the words of C.W. McCall:
One day about four or five years ago
We is sittin' at the Conoco station
Kickin' tires, and swattin' flies
And discussin' the State of the Union
When right out in front of the Baptist church
Come a big ol' purple school bus
Had astrological signs upon it
And thirty-five hippies and dogs inside
About half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn
And them dogs commenced on the fireplug
Rest of 'em set there starin' at us
And I says, "Roy, go get your Flit gun"
He says, "Which is the hippies? And which is the dogs?"
I says, "Beats the hell outta me, Roy."
What they was, was a bunch a' them Crispy Critters
And their leader was a space cadet
One day about four or five years ago
We is sittin' at the Conoco station
Kickin' tires, and swattin' flies
And discussin' the State of the Union
When right out in front of the Baptist church
Come a big ol' purple school bus
Had astrological signs upon it
And thirty-five hippies and dogs inside
About half of 'em went for the courthouse lawn
And them dogs commenced on the fireplug
Rest of 'em set there starin' at us
And I says, "Roy, go get your Flit gun"
He says, "Which is the hippies? And which is the dogs?"
I says, "Beats the hell outta me, Roy."
What they was, was a bunch a' them Crispy Critters
And their leader was a space cadet
by Russellsroughneck May 02, 2023