Friend one: dude. I want to smoke this joint, but I don't want to stink up my car.
Friend two: just hang a tree, I promise it never smells
Friend two: just hang a tree, I promise it never smells
by Uhyup August 18, 2018

A tree trimming service from Chazy NY who hires felons - preferably registered sex offenders - to trim your bushes and peep in your windows.
Felon's Tree Removal does a great job as long as you don't mind rapists and murders peeping in your windows and casing the joint.
by Read it! July 14, 2025

by Shellemeno April 23, 2018

When you lose your piss cup and your dad finds it a month later and it's dry and mistakes it for dab and smokes it
by StankDivkBB July 12, 2022

An unofficial branch off Chaos Theory, where the aftermaths produced from slight disturbances are observed in a phenomenon in which a sensitive system that is influenced by factors from such disturbances produce patterns that are irregular and entropic; resembling the shape of the organic branches or a fractal, maybe both.
From the patterns of water erosion engraved on earth, wave-like veins of a river, root-like systems in lightning and laminar smoke rising into turbulent mayhem all exhibit the Turbulent Tree Effect.
The Turbulent Tree Effect is not only confined within physical reality, it rather branches out to an evergrowing tree of mapped theoretical or probabilistic circumstance.
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From the subtle shifts of sand and stone,
to the swirling streams of blue and green.
From the jagged forks of fire and light,
to the rising plumes of black and white;
All reveal a hidden truth unseen.
Where the slightest change can cause a storm,
where the order breaks into the wild,
where the systems bend and twist and split,
where the patterns grow and branch and fit.
All reflect a complex beauty mild.
Not just bound by nature's laws and forms;
but extending to the realms of thought.
Where the outcomes branch from every choice,
where the possibilities rejoice.
All connect a cosmic web of naught.
The Turbulent Tree Effect is not only confined within physical reality, it rather branches out to an evergrowing tree of mapped theoretical or probabilistic circumstance.
-
From the subtle shifts of sand and stone,
to the swirling streams of blue and green.
From the jagged forks of fire and light,
to the rising plumes of black and white;
All reveal a hidden truth unseen.
Where the slightest change can cause a storm,
where the order breaks into the wild,
where the systems bend and twist and split,
where the patterns grow and branch and fit.
All reflect a complex beauty mild.
Not just bound by nature's laws and forms;
but extending to the realms of thought.
Where the outcomes branch from every choice,
where the possibilities rejoice.
All connect a cosmic web of naught.
by 1m1m0 February 8, 2024

the appearance of a bum mid-fart, creating the look of a tree between two hills from a rotated perspective
tezza: oh my god! did that dude just fart?
grace: woah no way, he did. total tree-on-a-hill!
tezza: ew
grace: woah no way, he did. total tree-on-a-hill!
tezza: ew
by tezza and grace June 12, 2024

Starting shit with someone
by anonymous June 7, 2021
