A women that hangs out at the Friday night dirt track traces and roams the pits staring down all the sexy racer. Usually doinks the man after his best top finish of 3rd place. Claims she changes her oil and put air in her own tires... first husband was her cousin, dad always told her “you fuck like mom”
The act of visiously going balls deep in a chicks asshole till she doesn't know what to do afterwards, like when a honey badger attacks massively bigger animals with no fucks given.
Yo u can call me Jagger cause of my swaggar, but yo ass gonna call me butthole badger cause I don't quit giving you this sick hole platter.
When a response to an inquiry is a preposterous denial of the need for such things. Comes from the classic movie VHF, "Badgers?! We don't need no stink'en badgers!". This is often used in the Technical Management world when asking for policies, standards, process or procedural documentation.
Rex to Bill "could you send me over the process documentation for those widgets?"
Bill to Rex "Well, we don't really have those. we didn't think we needed them."
Boss to Rex: "Did you get all the Service Management documentation?"
Rex to Boss: "Sorry boss, I got the badger answer"