This is an act where a stripper, after working up quite a sweat on stage, uses her hand to wipe the crotch sweat off her pussy, then wipes her hand over a man's mouth and nose area. The name is derived from the smell of hot roast beef that the man can't get out of his nostrils for days on end.
by Fausto Bernstein November 11, 2013

A homosexual euthanizm for 'massive trap'
by Trovos May 16, 2021

A promiscuous woman with whom ejaculate is destined for the epidermis as to ensure no fertilization of her slutty ass eggs.
by My handle is… October 25, 2018

Hey did you hear ? Jessica said Isaac is a tray cleaner, he Cleaned out her ass last night and then ate her ass
by PizzaShopGuy May 5, 2018

A questionably heroic overdose “treatment” that originated in Bangor, Maine during the early 2000s opioid surge. Locals, for reasons still unknown to science (or common sense), began shoving ice cubes into the rectums of overdose victims, believing the shock of cold would magically kickstart breathing.
Spoiler: it doesn’t.
But somehow, even decades later, the practice refuses to die — much like the patients who actually get real Narcan.
EMS crews across Maine still tell tales of rolling over an OD patient just in time to watch a few half-melted cubes fire out like a frosty 12-gauge blast. The Bangor Ice Tray: a chilling reminder that some folk remedies should stay on ice.
Spoiler: it doesn’t.
But somehow, even decades later, the practice refuses to die — much like the patients who actually get real Narcan.
EMS crews across Maine still tell tales of rolling over an OD patient just in time to watch a few half-melted cubes fire out like a frosty 12-gauge blast. The Bangor Ice Tray: a chilling reminder that some folk remedies should stay on ice.
“He wasn’t breathing so we tried the Bangor Ice Tray.”
“You mean… you shoved ice up his—?”
“Bangor style, baby.”
“You mean… you shoved ice up his—?”
“Bangor style, baby.”
by Queen City Definition Dept. October 7, 2025

Big Pat: Dal, I heard you had a date with the barmaid from the Dog and Duck last night.
Dal: Phwoaarrr I had my work cut out there mate. All she wanted was chopper.
Big Pat: I hope you obliged?
Dal: Mate I even stuffed it in her litter tray.
Big Pat: Good boy.
Dal: Phwoaarrr I had my work cut out there mate. All she wanted was chopper.
Big Pat: I hope you obliged?
Dal: Mate I even stuffed it in her litter tray.
Big Pat: Good boy.
by Pat the builder November 4, 2019

The tray at a party which contains raw vegetables, such as broccoli, cauliflower, carrots, tomatoes, snow peas, squash, and zucchini; it goads one to eat healthy, low calorie, bad-tasting foods whilst juxtaposed against unhealthy, fattening, good-tasting foods, and causes guilt trips in most who choose its alternatives.
I eat one thing each from the guilt-trip-tray at parties, before I eat the good stuff; that justifies unlimited calories afterward.
by Organist_USA May 8, 2019
