Andre: Yo Diara got that Belgium pancake!
Mike: Ya I know! She gotta use panorama to get a pic of it
Andre: Damn straight! I'd tear that shit up in a minute
Mike: Ya I know! She gotta use panorama to get a pic of it
Andre: Damn straight! I'd tear that shit up in a minute
by Flaming jay March 09, 2015
You begin by violently banging a hooker in the ass from behind, and I mean VIOLENTY! Pull out, flip her over on her back, and put her feet behind her ears like she’s in the “Happy Baby” yoga pose. Once she’s in this position and her balloon knot is exposed to the sky, sit on her so your holes are aligned like the stars. Using her as your own personal toilet, purge your bowels into her back alley. Now slide your schlong back into her poop chute and continue ramming until you blow your jizzy load into her exhaust pipe . Have the hooker do jumping jacks for about 30 seconds to mix it all up, but make sure she’s flexing that sphincter. You don’t wanna lose that ooey-gooey goodness before you can get a pan to catch it.
Refrigerate for at least 90 minutes. Now this newly created "batter" can then be baked to make lumberjack pancakes.
Refrigerate for at least 90 minutes. Now this newly created "batter" can then be baked to make lumberjack pancakes.
Me and my buddy Tally found a skank on Las Vegas boulevard and paid her $50 to let us make some batter. In the morning we made lumberjack pancakes for the boys. Happy, Flank, Fanny, and E enjoyed a delicious homemade breakfast.
by ra2or October 04, 2023
1. A cheap alternative to date night in which a couple stays home, choosing instead to cook and eat a dinner of homemade pancakes together by candlelight.
2. The act of when, during group sex of some level (threesome, foursome, etc.), the participating members of the orgy pile atop each other, while an assisting third party covers said orgy pile in butter and maple syrup.
2. The act of when, during group sex of some level (threesome, foursome, etc.), the participating members of the orgy pile atop each other, while an assisting third party covers said orgy pile in butter and maple syrup.
1. Connor and I are trying to save money, so for date night, instead of going to a fancy restaurant, we are having a Romantic Pancake Night.
2. Deciding to end their double-date with a Romantic Pancake Night, Tom, Sarah, Mike, and Holly called Dave so he could lather them in butter and maple syrup.
2. Deciding to end their double-date with a Romantic Pancake Night, Tom, Sarah, Mike, and Holly called Dave so he could lather them in butter and maple syrup.
by LSGermain September 04, 2019
Loves pancakes. Loves eggplants, buys them on offer at 7 bucks per kilogram. Fights with medium quite often, therefore in the daycare they should be separated. A follower of Majestic Arch. He lives on Pluto, which is why he is unattractive and not hot. Rumoured to be a secret spy in the Plasma Server, gaining intel by announcing a stupid number of annoucements in the announcements channel.
by requiem_reaper April 13, 2021
"John ate so many chocolate chip pancakes, he had a pancake coma. I called the pancake-ulamps immediately."
by dr.quinn November 09, 2011
Alone together on a Saturday or Sunday night, during a quiet moment by the pool, we may have shared a pancake dinner together, or practiced ordering another pancake dinner that would actually never come -- from Denny's, if Denny's existed back then, or from our favorite seedy restaurant in Reseda or Van Nuys.
We may have waited for our perfect pancake dinner for hours, may have watched capitalism's slow, factory corruption in slow motion, and may have made promises of love and loyalty to each other so severe that here we are again, in the next life, enjoying pancake dinner together again. 🥞
Pancake dinner, big brother. Don't worry -- little brother is on the way to save the day. Tonight, tomorrow, and always.
(if you like this writing style, you're going to love the book of bisexual men's short stories, The Stories of John Cheever, when that part of your 39th birthday present arrives late ^_^)
We may have waited for our perfect pancake dinner for hours, may have watched capitalism's slow, factory corruption in slow motion, and may have made promises of love and loyalty to each other so severe that here we are again, in the next life, enjoying pancake dinner together again. 🥞
Pancake dinner, big brother. Don't worry -- little brother is on the way to save the day. Tonight, tomorrow, and always.
(if you like this writing style, you're going to love the book of bisexual men's short stories, The Stories of John Cheever, when that part of your 39th birthday present arrives late ^_^)
Pancake dinner part 3. CHONCHLATE CHIP PANCAKES, two eggs, poached, on wheat bread (toast), chonchlate milkshake, and a soda, Pepsi or Coke, should be no more than z16s.
by t_hags December 06, 2024