Adam- Hey Mitch you down to do a big stall this weekend.
Mitch- Yeah Jim I love getting plastered and black out drunk.
Mitch- Yeah Jim I love getting plastered and black out drunk.
by Cowboy from RamRanch May 4, 2019
Get the Big stallmug. Do you know the BHB group?: Yes , I love the big Head Bastards
Random person:They seem like such fun people
God:they are
Random person:They seem like such fun people
God:they are
by M vee November 3, 2019
Get the big head bastardsmug. when you don't wanna attend in a zoom meeting ( pretend that ur computer is lacking) just say my computer is on a big lack
by baddie_1010 November 27, 2020
Get the big lackmug. Nice projection lmao. When I run out of vbucks I always load back up with the $90 option because thats about as much as it costs to refill my Corvette. It's no big deal to me because I have steady income.
Nice projection lmao. When I run out of vbucks I always load back up with the $90 option because thats about as much as it costs to refill my Corvette. It's no big deal to me because I have steady income.
by Sudor5183 November 16, 2023
Get the Nice projection lmao. When I run out of vbucks I always load back up with the $90 option because thats about as much as it costs to refill my Corvette. It's no big deal to me because I have steady income.mug. 
Big dust ball is a guy who looks for all kinds of long and fat items to shove up their ass to keep in for 8 hours on end
by Snakeknower July 30, 2016
Get the big dust ballmug. Big Bad Brad (noun): A lumbering, sub-human brute with a bulbous frame and an unnaturally wide base. His thick, fat, calloused hooves are often crammed into women’s footwear. His face, a big, dumb, perfectly round slab of confusion, sits atop his hairy mass, though his scalp remains curiously barren. He speaks in a slow, monotone drawl, as if each word is a struggle against his own stupidity.
Chronically late to work and a walking medical mystery (at least in his own mind), he suffers from an extreme case of hypochondria. His days are punctuated by dramatic medical ailments, followed by frantic calls for an ambulance to ferry him from his own home, only for doctors to confirm, yet again, that absolutely nothing is wrong.
A connoisseur of filth, this swamp-dwelling specimen produces greasy, bile-ridden shits at an alarming rate. He is a walking biohazard, harboring every known strain of hepatitis along with a few that science has yet to discover.
Despite his Neanderthal-like attributes, Brad possesses a shockingly average IQ. However, his dental history suggests a level of neglect that has single-handedly funded his dentist’s children’s college tuition. Though Big Bad Brad’s underwear is often covered in matted hair and shit, he remains a friend to all and, in his free time, a self-proclaimed world-class chiropractor, despite having no formal training or hygiene standards.
Chronically late to work and a walking medical mystery (at least in his own mind), he suffers from an extreme case of hypochondria. His days are punctuated by dramatic medical ailments, followed by frantic calls for an ambulance to ferry him from his own home, only for doctors to confirm, yet again, that absolutely nothing is wrong.
A connoisseur of filth, this swamp-dwelling specimen produces greasy, bile-ridden shits at an alarming rate. He is a walking biohazard, harboring every known strain of hepatitis along with a few that science has yet to discover.
Despite his Neanderthal-like attributes, Brad possesses a shockingly average IQ. However, his dental history suggests a level of neglect that has single-handedly funded his dentist’s children’s college tuition. Though Big Bad Brad’s underwear is often covered in matted hair and shit, he remains a friend to all and, in his free time, a self-proclaimed world-class chiropractor, despite having no formal training or hygiene standards.
Jimmy: Big Bad Brad showed up late again, wheezing like he ran a marathon wearing those damn women’s shoes.
Melvin: I swear those shoes are crying for help. Probably like his dentist every time he walks in.
Jimmy: Speaking of cries for help, what’s the over/under on his next fake medical emergency?
Melvin: Two hours—max. My money’s on “mystery heart failure” again.
Melvin: I swear those shoes are crying for help. Probably like his dentist every time he walks in.
Jimmy: Speaking of cries for help, what’s the over/under on his next fake medical emergency?
Melvin: Two hours—max. My money’s on “mystery heart failure” again.
by Dwaggerbomb March 11, 2025
Get the Big Bad Bradmug.