Sprung

To get an erection.

While so many of the submissions here claim that this has to do with undying love, obsession, passion, emotion, etc., its origins are simply the spring-like popping out of a good old fashioned boner.

when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung, wanna pull out your tough
'Cause you notice that butt was stuffed

-Sir Mix-a-Lot

by snallyg4 September 9, 2011

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Trolling someone into revealing geeky/sperglord information and then letting them know they've fallen into your trap.

Troll: I was looking to buy my wife a fancy purse, what should I get?

Bob: Oh man I wrote a whole book about this, let me get it!

Troll: Trap sprung.

by posyos August 30, 2010

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-Sprung

-A male who is in love with a girl.

-A "Head over Heels" male

Eric: "Hey Angel, how are you and that girl?"
Angel: " Idk man, she's with some other guy but I still love her"
Eric: "Man, you're such a sprungboy!"

by Quin Swagner November 19, 2011

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Sprung is when you've gone two months without seeing her face, yet her smile still lingers in your dreams. It's when you can't get her off your mind, no matter the time or distance apart. It's when everyday that goes by without her is a bad day. It's when you can't help but be a hopeless romantic, waiting for the day she comes around and picks you. It's when every song, movie, and special moment you shared sparks a flood of memories, of the better times. It's when you'd trade it all to go back in time, to live it all over again. It's when you hate yourself for not taking that chance, for letting that fleeting window of opportunity slip by. It's when you long to tell her everything, about how you felt, how you still feel. It's when the pain is unbearable. Your time spent with her each day plummets from 80% to a miserable 0% overnight. Your phone that used to beep cheerfully with every text shared in the minutes apart now rides solemn and silent in your pocket. Her sweet voice that used to sing out in harmony with yours now replays in your head. You're lucky if you hear it over a broken phone call that so rarely comes. You used to know where she was every night, to be able to watch after her and know she's safe. But now you just pray to God and have faith that He will protect her. One minute you were close enough to feel the warmth of her skin, the weight of her head on your shoulder. Now you can only try not to forget these intimate moments, try to remember the good old days. Yet you still can't let go, you still hold on. Sprung is when you still doubt that this is love...

Why can't I forget about her? I must be sprung.

by Felix T July 6, 2008

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