Let's eighty-six this punk's ass.
by Light Joker May 6, 2007
Get the eighty-six mug.Manual penetration of a woman's vagina and anus at the same time. Usually the thumb and pointer finger are used, much the way one carries a six pack of beer.
Lauren initially rejected my advances, but after a few drinks she was begging for me to six pack her.
by Stinky July 21, 2004
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by Jordan Evans February 22, 2008
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Get the six up mug.The crazy old guy who is the mascot for Six Flags. He wears thick black glasses, black tuxedo and a red bow tie. He is bald. Due to popular belief, he is not a real person but a person in a costume
by Pedro Gomez September 22, 2005
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Get the six in errrr mug.Six corners are 3 street intersections predominantly found in Chicago. The official Six Corners, however, is the Irving Park-Milwaukee-Cicero intersection in the Portage Park neighborhood. Contrary to a belief emerging amongst newer residents of Chicago, Six Corners is NOT the North-Damen-Milwaukee intersection in Wicker Park.
Mike: I usually take the Blue Line after shopping at Six Corners.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
by Jellooooo October 23, 2015
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