Putting a claim on something, like a seat or TV remote. If you don’t claim it by five minutes, it can be taken. Basically like dibs, but it can be used after you’re already in possession of the subject.
“I’m gonna go refill my cup. I call fives on this seat by the way. Nobody take it.
“Yo I call fives on a slice of that cake”
“Yo I call fives on a slice of that cake”
by Yung Manhattan Project June 07, 2019
(Whachjecallit)
A word substituted when the correct noun is spontaneously forgotten
Also known as "on the tip of my tongue" or "f**kin..."
A word substituted when the correct noun is spontaneously forgotten
Also known as "on the tip of my tongue" or "f**kin..."
by Michael Pablo el Juan the Thir August 10, 2022
It's when you are up all night on call, completely dehydrated, and your breath is foul as shit. And as you handover to the morning team, flecks of tartar just spray out but you don't care because you're post-call.
by Andrew Jun December 10, 2014
by hugosmind April 16, 2022
Putting several phones on speaker mode, and having the overlapping volume from one carry over to the other/s, giving the effect of a conference call.
Yo, Jose, the 3-way call feature on my phone isn't working. Will you help me with a Mexican Conference Call?
by philosorapper27 June 30, 2012
Whenever somebody falls out with their group of friends, they go to this group
The one group that everyone goes to when they become loners, get ditched etc.
The one group that everyone goes to when they become loners, get ditched etc.
Girl 1: No one likes that girl anymore, her old friends ignore her
Girl 2: Yeah, she's hanging out with the booty call group now
Girl 2: Yeah, she's hanging out with the booty call group now
by Mac.. August 09, 2008
Better stop dreaming of the quiet life, 'cause it's the one we'll never know
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
And quit running for the runaway bus 'cause those rosy days are few
And stop apologizing for the things you've never done
'Cause time is short and life is cruel but it's up to us to change
This town called malice
Rows and rows of disused milk floats stand dying in the dairy yard
And a hundred lonely housewives clutch empty milk bottles to their hearts
Hanging out their old love letters on the line to dry
It's enough to make you stop believing when tears come fast and furious
In a town called malice, yeah
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba, oh
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba
Struggle after struggle, year after year
The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice, I'm almost stone cold dead
In a town called malice, ooh yeah
A whole street's belief in Sunday's roast beef
Gets dashed against the Co-op
To either cut down on beer or the kid's new gear
It's a big decision in a town called malice, ooh yeah
The ghost of a steam train, echoes down my track
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
It's at the moment bound for nowhere
Just going round and round, oh
Playground kids and creaking swings
Lost laughter in the breeze
I could go on for hours and I probably will
But I'd sooner put some joy back
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, yeah
In this town called malice, ooh yeah
by Zatarain’s Root Beer Drinker May 15, 2021