by Dicktionair-e September 26, 2022
Get the plum dumbmug. 
by ZionTheIcon July 13, 2020
Get the toasted plummug. To "Hang Plum" is for a male individual to have large, swollen testicles that swing about when they move.
Tabitha: "Hey Curzak I've heard Steve has a huge ballsack, have you seen it?"
Curzak: "oh yeah, the dude can really Hang plum"
Curzak: "oh yeah, the dude can really Hang plum"
by Big spunk December 27, 2017
Get the Hang plummug. A pair of balls that have never seen a razor or a wax strip in there entire existence with hair so long you could plait it
by Eatenallthedonoghts March 20, 2019
Get the Hairy plumsmug. by Fluffypompom August 16, 2016
Get the a prize plummug. You know that feeling when your friend buys or makes you something that you honestly… hate. You know, for example if you best friend came along and offered you some expensive plum bread that they bought with their own money; there’s no way you could turn that down. You hate it, but you eat it. Each bite offers a strange texture that simply does not cut the mustard. Well, at least not effectively or efficiently for that matter. And probably with the wrong knife too!
Your friend, believing you love plum bread, buys another fucking loaf. You can’t go back now; you can't say you don’t like it otherwise they might think you’re some kind of retard. You then scoff down another loaf.
Anyway, you’re in too deep now and you can’t take back what you've said. The situation is very grave, and you have but one option. You slip out the knife you always carry around for situations like these.
“What’s that for buddy?” they say with a cheerful tone.
You slowly but surely push it into his neck.
“Ow,” he says before dying.
As if to answer your pleas, Batwhale floats over the top of your friend’s house, which may as well be yours now. He lets a gush of milk out as he moans “Milk is good for your boooones.”
You cheer and pray and eat it all up; every last drop. Now this cuts the mustard. You feel fulfilled and may never need to eat again. Your life is complete and Dorudon is your savior.
Your friend, believing you love plum bread, buys another fucking loaf. You can’t go back now; you can't say you don’t like it otherwise they might think you’re some kind of retard. You then scoff down another loaf.
Anyway, you’re in too deep now and you can’t take back what you've said. The situation is very grave, and you have but one option. You slip out the knife you always carry around for situations like these.
“What’s that for buddy?” they say with a cheerful tone.
You slowly but surely push it into his neck.
“Ow,” he says before dying.
As if to answer your pleas, Batwhale floats over the top of your friend’s house, which may as well be yours now. He lets a gush of milk out as he moans “Milk is good for your boooones.”
You cheer and pray and eat it all up; every last drop. Now this cuts the mustard. You feel fulfilled and may never need to eat again. Your life is complete and Dorudon is your savior.
by Mmmm Juicy! November 12, 2014
Get the plum breadmug.