Casting Churchill's reflection

The act of creating the likeness, in the water of a toilet bowl, of the British Prime Minister (1940-45 and 1951-55) Sir Winston Churchill (1874-1965), when expelling a brown trout. The role of his face is played by your fat arse, while your dog's egg is a stand in for the cigar protruding from his lips.

"I won't be a minute dear, I'm just off to the bog to cast Churchill's reflection"

by Phil G September 7, 2005

Refined

Growing older, aging gracefully,

Post some new pictures so that everyone can see how refined you are.

by LilGaPeach2004 July 8, 2010

Refill

When you cry into your penis when having a wank and empty your load back into your eye.

My girlfriend is cheating on me again, I constantly feel the need for a refill

by AhhRiow November 12, 2018

Refill Tag

A game played at a sit-down restaurant between the people dining and an unsuspecting waiter/waitress.

When said waiter/waitress goes to get a refill for you, the next person at your table downs their drink and asks for a refill when she gets back with the first refill.

Continue this pattern with the other people you are eating with.

example: Hey Justin, lets play refill tag! Finish your soda quick while she's getting my refill.

by bullsfan03 March 28, 2010

Reflection

Everything you say is a direct reflection of yourself.

Reflection

by pseudonym spite April 19, 2013

Refinery Asshole

Refinery Asshole is the guy that passes you on the interstate in his “dually pick ‘em up truck” doing 90 mph, because he’s on his way to his refinery job. Refinery Asshole drives like a jerk because Refinery Asshole also believes he is a NASCAR driver. Refinery Asshole believes that the refinery is incapable of operating without him. Refinery Asshole reeks of cigarettes, coffee, and refinery stink, and spends his entire day with his filthy, stinking books kicked up on his desk, bitching about how rotten his home life is, and how great he was back in high school football. Refinery Asshole’s “great-grandaddy”, “granddaddy”, and “daddy”, worked at the same refinery, and guess what ? Refinery Asshole’s son will also work there someday, carrying on the rich tradition. Refinery Asshole hopes that someday, his daughter will marry another Refinery Asshole. Refinery Asshole also believes that greasy, stinking Nomex suits qualify as “Sunday’s Best” in clothing.

Refinery Asshole passed me up this morning on my way to work. It was unbelievable...I could smell tobacco, coffee, and petroleum as he went by doing 90, cutting me off only a few cars lenghts from his exit.

by mad genius December 5, 2010

fast reflexes

The only acceptable substitute for good manners.

When Sophie was prayin out loud at dinner tonight, Matt was being obnoxiously loud. She tried to slap him, but his fast reflexes stopped that bitch cold.

by ~The Nameless One~ May 29, 2005