One of the greatest Australian cars of all time. First produced in 1967, the Torana would become an Australian icon, thanks greatly to Peter Brock and his many victories at Bathurst. 1977 brought about the LX model, which allowed buyers the A9X option. A fuckin beast. 308 Holden V8 with performance brakes and exhaust. The UC model was a fuckin shit heap. Still better than anything from Japan. Now a highly sort after vehicle and a dream addition to any true Australian garage.
by Superbowl Xv March 28, 2018
when a girl who's parents have lots of money accuses someone of rape, then later in life becomes class president but still no one likes her because she is a snob
by swag on white November 09, 2009
Holden Janzen is the kind of person that could literally kill someone with obnoxiousness. They tend to migrate south and overstay their welcome. They act as a pest to other people their age who are actually above 100 pounds. However, almost all of their actions are laughable so this slightly dampens the fact that they are overwhelming damaging the mental and emotional stability of the people forced to be around them daily. Also suck at running.
I bet that new Holden Janzen kid is a big buckeyes fan.
I really feel like Holden Janzen can win this race...sike you thought boy!
I really feel like Holden Janzen can win this race...sike you thought boy!
by Thorin the Dog March 31, 2019
by HoldenLover December 17, 2021
Refers to either:
(1) What a starry-eyed bachelor loves doin' wif all da pretty girls whom he meets in Bangor-Brewer's southeastern satellite-town.
(2) A caring-hearted group of community volunteers in said twin-city suburb.
(1) What a starry-eyed bachelor loves doin' wif all da pretty girls whom he meets in Bangor-Brewer's southeastern satellite-town.
(2) A caring-hearted group of community volunteers in said twin-city suburb.
I love helping da less-privileged and physically/emotionally-infirm members of da human race, so I signed up wif Holden Hands. Da work was indeed totally satisfying and rewarding; da only prob was dat whenever I was paired wif one or more cutie-chick volunteers to perform community-assistance tasks, I always wanted to just "cuddle 'n' snuggle" wif said friendly adorable blinky-eyed damsels all day, and so we'd never get any work done --- kinda difficult to do much of anything when a marshmallow-hearted guy is cradling you on his lap, cooingly interlacing his fingers wif yers, and savoringly flexing yer toes and kneading yer arches and heels. Fortunately we were able to brainstorm a solution dat was palatable for all parties --- da lovely ladies smilingly agreed to let me rub their pretty feet during our lunch hours (oh, they loved "holden hands" wif me, too, of course --- da reason dat they were giving me access to just their tootsies during dat period was merely so dat their hands would be free to maneuver their food to their mouths), and then sit wif me after da workday was done for more misty-eyed foot-massages and hand-holding. So my being able to always gleefully look forward to said extremities-sharing delights kept me contented and happy throughout da workday, and thus allowed us all to perform our assigned duties without interruption.
by QuacksO March 01, 2023