When you visit Long Island and your best friend from high school puts you on a ferry and tells you that we are going to an island where many hot foreign exchange chicks from Russia hangout. Unbeknownst of the islands true origin/nature; on the ferry ride over the sound, you notice that something is off with some of the other ferry goers. Men are holding hands. Not just one gay couple but multiples. The ferry finally touches down at a marina on the other side of the sound on Fire Island. You notice more gay couples. Then as you exit the marina into the town it is an all out flamer fest. Men are galloping briskly up and down the streets in short shorts or speedos. Finally realizing that it was a prank: you go after your best bud…He runs towards some sand dunes and you step on a hypodermic needle or rather a syringe for shooting heroin, cocaine, and/or most likely crystal meth. “Ouch that hurts”, you said. Finally you run down your best bud and beat the living snot out of him and call him a faggot. Later on after traveling back to your home in Alabama, you go in for a regular checkup and they take blood. The doctor tells you that you have contracted HIV or rather, the AIDS virus. You ask how long you have to live. The doctor tells you that your life has just begun………..Fire Islanded…..
Best Buddy from HS to a former Long Island acquaintance at Hooters restaurant:
“Yo bruh. Did you hear about what I pulled on Eric last week when I drug him up to NY because I needed the towing capacity of his Dodge Ram to get my Honda Accord into my personal auto mechanic up there?”
Acquaintance sitting on bar stool:
“Yeah, I heard he got fire islanded! Oldest trick in the book bro. Hands down.”
Hooters bartender with big fake boobs:
“Your friend sounds like one gullible person. Does he have AIDS? Is he single?”
“Yo bruh. Did you hear about what I pulled on Eric last week when I drug him up to NY because I needed the towing capacity of his Dodge Ram to get my Honda Accord into my personal auto mechanic up there?”
Acquaintance sitting on bar stool:
“Yeah, I heard he got fire islanded! Oldest trick in the book bro. Hands down.”
Hooters bartender with big fake boobs:
“Your friend sounds like one gullible person. Does he have AIDS? Is he single?”
by BeAt-DoWn-InCePtIoN June 13, 2022
Get the Fire Islandedmug. “Come on, Bottom, fire drill!”
“Wait, I’m not done telling you about the cool dream I had during my nap.”
“The house is on fire, Bottom! Go, go, go!”
“Wait, I’m not done telling you about the cool dream I had during my nap.”
“The house is on fire, Bottom! Go, go, go!”
by Bottom Ford, Esq March 21, 2014
Get the fire drillmug. the small, bothersome problems that occur in the workplace on a Monday morning (usually between 8 a.m. and 10 a.m.), primarily because things weren't accomplished on the previous Friday
The fax machine failed over the weekend and no one ran the weekly report on Friday, so Sally spent all morning putting out little Monday fires.
by Sexy Simian December 1, 2010
Get the Monday firesmug. A male fills his mouth with vodka during anal sex. While the anal cavity is widely opened he projects the contents of his mouth into the anus.
by xander man February 25, 2015
Get the Fire In The Holemug. Like, damn. That's amazing. Something you would use to describe the most amazing thing you've ever seen in your life.
by loley_ November 17, 2019
Get the fire sexmug. The inadvertent splash of one's own toilet-water one takes usually to the face and chest while deploying a plunger.
Chad: Hey man... what's that on your shirt?
Gordon: Took some friendly fire while I was plunging my turd this morning... sucks
Chad: Dooood…..
Gordon: Took some friendly fire while I was plunging my turd this morning... sucks
Chad: Dooood…..
by PAreal August 14, 2018
Get the Friendly Firemug. by Grant Lund August 27, 2008
Get the Fire Saucemug.