Adj. Describing an emo with a flip of hair, usually colored an inky black, obscuring his or hers' face (usually one eye).
Phil: Hey Jimbob, why are there all those crescent moon faces hanging around that store?
Jimbob: There must be some sale on razers, eyeliner...or something.
To show ones ass and throw grapes into the butthole.
Also to be used in conjunction when sticking ones schlong into the butthole and having someone fart.
Noun: A grenade consisting of tequila, jagermeister and red bull, with a cap of mdma in the bottom of the jager shot. The shot glasses are balanced in the rim of the glass filled with red bull so when you drink the tequila, the shot of jager falls into the cup. Drinking a few of these will get you ready to party, garunteed.
Oh man, Jerry just drank his 6th unicornmoon ride... he's gonna be fucked up!
A poo moon is what happens when someone sticks their finger up someone's ass and there is poo that lodges into the nail at the tip of the finger forming a crescent shape.
The poo moon is a method to test to see if the coast is clear for anal entry. One sticks the finger in the ass, pulls it out and looks for poo that may have lodged into the cresecent part of the nail at the tip of the finger. This is called the poo-moon and is a general indication that anal entry is not at this time deemed a wise thing to do.
The bejewelled parallel universe into which the observer is dropped upon administering a high dose of Dimethyltryptamine. Occuring a few seconds after the cosmic rubber band is stretched across the shortest route between the eardrums and twanged by the machine elves in mesemeric symphony, it is characterised by jaw-dropping awe at the brilliant visions of technicolour fractal gifts progressively mutating while Lawnmower Man vomits baked beans and M&Ms out of of the observer's own eyes. Reference to the Thames Television animated series enjoyed by millions of children in the 1980s, which, at 10 minutes per episode, lasted as long as a DMT trip does.
Q: Mrs Spoon, could you take the pipe from me in a moment? I'm off to Button Moon and I don't want it to drop it when the machine elves spew baked beans into my brain.
A: Of course I can, Mr Spoon.