A deep puddle of slush along a curb that is so dirty and gray a pedestrian mistakes it for pavement, with nasty results.
by Super Weeble January 06, 2010
Jockstrap-wearing, popper-sniffing twink bottoms that roam gay clubs hunting for dick. Lost causes with no jobs who somehow still afford club entry and overpriced drinks.
Often found sucking off the DJ in the club bathrooms, with their hand down the front of your pants, or crying uncontrollably in a locked cubicle.
Often found sucking off the DJ in the club bathrooms, with their hand down the front of your pants, or crying uncontrollably in a locked cubicle.
Fuck, I just passive-inhaled a massive cloud of amyl when i walked past that swarm of gutter twinks.
by cystophora March 15, 2018
N; Someone who is continuously speaking perverted, normally using comments made by someone else to spark their dirtyness. (derived from the phrase "mind in the gutter")
Person 1: I'd really like a hot dog right now.
Person 2: I gotta hot dog for ya.
Person 1: Ugh, you're such a gutter mole.
Person 2: I gotta hot dog for ya.
Person 1: Ugh, you're such a gutter mole.
by turds12 July 19, 2008
Place ten bowling pens down on a hardwood floor. Have your girl lay down on her back in front of the bowling pins. Place your two middle fingers inside her vagina while placing your thumb in her asshole as if holding a bowling bowl. Slide her into the bowling pins while making her cum with your fingers. Bowling shoes optional.
"I noticed my new girlfriend had bowling pins setup in her house, but she did not own a bowling ball. I am pretty sure she wants me to perform a Gutter Jerry on her."
by Robotbutlerj March 20, 2022
A gutter cocktail requires two hands working on tandem to jack a young man off. Performed by a kind young professional. Typically the work of a young man trying to impress friends with his street skills.
by Cereal Butt Stabber May 26, 2017
Kerbstone-shaped imprint left in a forehead after the quick lie-down necessitated by 14 or so pints of Bulmers (or equivalent). A souvenir of a trip down amnesia lane.
Now, Father, dere's a half-crown for de church roof and a bag o' frozen peas for dat gutter-blessing ye have dere.
by Dermot O'Logical October 11, 2009
He’s makin big moves & bought a new whip, gutter grandeur just beams from the cherry red leather interior
by Adolph Leery March 29, 2020