Dude: Hey,where is your car?
Other Guy: What car? Yeah,uh,had a little accident...now all I have is my imaginary car.
Dude: Wow,that sucks,guess that makes two of us.
Men or women who look like they are carrying two wide suitcases one in each arm in a rush and are about to miss there flight.
Look at that hard chaw he would want to watch out he could knock somebody out with imaginary suitcases. Yeeeh buddy look em he must have imaginary Lat syndrome
a person you meet once in your lifetime when on vacation, but when the vacation is over you continue to keep in constant contact with each other via text, facebook, e-mail, post, phone calls, or all of the above.
Kyle: Who are you always texting dude?
John: My imaginary friend Julia.
Kyle: You mean that girl we met in Nebraska two summers ago?
John: Yeah, same one.