v- the act of drinking with friends or family to have a good time. especially girls because when they drink up, they get talkative and it all comes out.
v- drinking to get impaired ;)
v- drinking to get impaired ;)
by da crunks June 30, 2011
The act of talking about your love life, feelings, or anything else fucked up that happened to you inside a car with two friends of yours. This iconic trio must consist of one homosexual friend with a driving license, one female friend with extraordinary red hair, and you. Car therapy has also a mandatory stop at a drive-thru where the driver must explain to the fast-food employee the fucked-up subject of the night.
-Hey my best friend is about to get married to my ex
-OMG, that's so sad, Car Therapy right now, we will stop at McDonald's to see what the cashier thinks about it
-OMG, that's so sad, Car Therapy right now, we will stop at McDonald's to see what the cashier thinks about it
by JimTheFabulous January 21, 2022
When the coffee is almost done, and you watch it drip until it stops. This action is usually followed by partying with your amigos without drinking, playing hours of Word of Warcraft, or simply being an Hispanic pimp-daddy. Coined by Este Chingon.
I'm so tired from that raid last night. I'm going to use drip therapy and party hard all day all day.
by Gregthe1000 April 14, 2011
by Coomer files June 05, 2020
by heaspecialist October 16, 2009
The process by which a man mends a broken heart (i.e. bangs every woman possible to forget his ex and his grief).
Mike: Dude, I'm so depressed. My girlfriend dumped me.
Trent: No problem, man. We're going to Vegas and we're going to get you some serious Vagina Therapy. You'll be right as rain in no time!
Trent: No problem, man. We're going to Vegas and we're going to get you some serious Vagina Therapy. You'll be right as rain in no time!
by nateforthepeepz June 16, 2009
Intensive shopping for nothing in particular than can lead to large credit card bills and inevitably immense debt or loss of property.
My girlfriend went for some retail therapy the other day because her best mate called her fat and now we have a £3000 credit card bill and can't pay our mortgage.
by Jamie Churchard January 03, 2006