Box of Shame

A box that is used to put embarssing/discrasful things in.

My last place ribbon is going into my box of shame.

by mynameisnottobeknown September 6, 2010

buzz box

Any noisy small underpowered car, especially when you have the misfortune of being stuck behind it. Classic examples: 1962 Chevy Corvair, Ford Pinto (any year), pre-1972 Volkswagen.....

"Get that effing buzz box off the road!"

by Professor Ron January 8, 2007

Hell box

Any container of items (such as small parts) whose contents are mixed together in a random fashion and which are completely unorganized so as to make seaching for any particular item especially difficult and finding a particular item extremely time consumming and sometimes very unlikely.

You mean Home Depot doesn't have that bolt? Damn! Now I'll have to spend 5 hours looking through my Hell box.

You call this a purse? This ain't nothin' but a girly Hell box.

Hide it in the Hell box man and he'll never find it.

by Patios DeClave Eberhart December 9, 2008

Big box

1) A plastic VHS case, that is bigger than a regular cardboard one.

2) A movie released in a big box. They often were cheap and sleazy horror films.

I just love big boxes from the 80's.

by HuckFinn June 17, 2010

Swamp Box

A term for a confined/enclosed bathroom with no vent fan or air freshener in which someone shits. The swamp box can last for up to 2hrs after if kept confined. Similar to Hot Box. Term can be used as a verb relating to the person shitting. Usually a Negative term

Terry. "What Stinks?"
Mary. "Dad took a shit, didn't turn on the fan, its a total swamp box in there."

Verb.

(Knocks on bathroom door) "What are you doing in there, I don't hear the fan. Are you Swamp Boxing in there?"

by Cliff Kleffer April 13, 2010

velvet box

The inside of a woman's vagina. Because its so soft like velvet.

I love sticking my penis in her velvet box. It feels so amazing!

by drtylibrarynbeth November 23, 2013

grot box

Grot box: a box full of grot.

It was a rainy, hungover Sunday afternoon, and for the sixth time that day, Richard got out of bed, reached on top of his wardrobe, and rummaged in his grot box for some one-handed reading material, finally settling on a dog-eared copy of Razzle from 1998 and his trusty standby, Naughty Neighbours Vol 12 Issue 3, before retiring back to bed for some serious jazz appreciation.

by RickG September 17, 2007