A sex position which two people crawl into a hermit crab shell and pour soda on their genitals together harmony.
by Stickyleggedhermitcrab May 1, 2016
Get the sticky legged hermit crabmug. 
Me
by UltimateDoge May 3, 2021
Get the Hermitmug. "The bar? Hold on, dude. Lemme ask the wifey real quick...I'm such a Vag-Hermit!"
*OR*
"What'chu mean I can't hang out at Jerry's? Just cuz Sarah'll be there...you serious??"
*OR*
"What'chu mean I can't hang out at Jerry's? Just cuz Sarah'll be there...you serious??"
by SHiLOH GiRL June 16, 2008
Get the Vag-Hermitmug. by Molochph October 10, 2016
Get the mad hermitmug. When you don't see someone after getting a new girlfriend because they are almost constantly having sex.
"Man, I haven't seen Tim in a while..."
"Yeah, he got a new girlfriend; he turned into a real Poon Hermit."
"Yeah, he got a new girlfriend; he turned into a real Poon Hermit."
by Nixon_b23 April 19, 2018
Get the poon hermitmug. Curb Hermits (noun) —
A subspecies of urban cryptid known for their sacred ritual of chain-smoking Marlboros on the same section of curb every day like it’s their personal throne of apathy.
These nicotine-powered philosophers emerge from unknown crevices at odd hours to contemplate life, loudly overshare trauma, and yell “you got a light?” at passing pigeons. Their natural enemies include: showers, employment, and any form of productive behavior.
Found primarily outside gas stations, 24-hour liquor stores, and anywhere weed smells like regret, Curb Hermits operate on a strict diet of American Spirits, Monster Energy, and unmedicated chaos.
Do not approach unless you’re offering a cigarette, gossip, or existential despair.
A subspecies of urban cryptid known for their sacred ritual of chain-smoking Marlboros on the same section of curb every day like it’s their personal throne of apathy.
These nicotine-powered philosophers emerge from unknown crevices at odd hours to contemplate life, loudly overshare trauma, and yell “you got a light?” at passing pigeons. Their natural enemies include: showers, employment, and any form of productive behavior.
Found primarily outside gas stations, 24-hour liquor stores, and anywhere weed smells like regret, Curb Hermits operate on a strict diet of American Spirits, Monster Energy, and unmedicated chaos.
Do not approach unless you’re offering a cigarette, gossip, or existential despair.
In the wild:
“Bro, don’t make eye contact with the Curb Hermits outside 7-Eleven. One of them asked me what year it was and then tried to sell me a dreamcatcher made of gum wrappers.”
“Bro, don’t make eye contact with the Curb Hermits outside 7-Eleven. One of them asked me what year it was and then tried to sell me a dreamcatcher made of gum wrappers.”
by Heyitspatt May 29, 2025
Get the Curb Hermitsmug.