Simultaneous reactive world events caused by the seamlessly innocent act of going to Target for groceries.
Me: I’m hungry, gonna head out to Target, ya need anything?
Them: Don’t you do it! Everything’s been chill for months now, you know that shit’s “Target Practive” we’ll be diggin in for months.
When someone is giving you a blowjob and you shoot them in the thigh so that they bite your dick, then you spin around so that the blood from your dick and the gunshot wound make the target logo on the floor.
A mediocre compact disc that was manufactured by Wea (Warner-Elektra-Atlantic) from late 1982-till summer 1985. Made in Japan or West Germany. The reason why they call them targets because of the target design in the Disc. People pay stupid amounts of money on them, because they supposedly sound better than the remasters.
Mac: hey man that prince target CD sound good?
Dale: it cost me an arm an a leg