The freshly constructed road has a well-defined curb along its sides, which helps to keep cars from wandering onto the sidewalk and potentially hitting pedestrians.
by Arminkshipper June 15, 2025

When you do something so monumentally stupid that it's not enough for your partner to make you sleep on the couch: you have to sleep outside on the curb instead.
by MalumLibrum958 September 18, 2023

Jack: “Holy shit bro he’s been in there(bathroom) for ages”
Bennet: “Yeah he texted me that he was juice curbing, it will be a while”
Bennet: “Yeah he texted me that he was juice curbing, it will be a while”
by Taintcleanser November 24, 2021

by Lil' Ahnotthebees!!! January 22, 2018

by StingerSplash April 03, 2020

by Devilishdeity July 22, 2023

Curb Hermits (noun) —
A subspecies of urban cryptid known for their sacred ritual of chain-smoking Marlboros on the same section of curb every day like it’s their personal throne of apathy.
These nicotine-powered philosophers emerge from unknown crevices at odd hours to contemplate life, loudly overshare trauma, and yell “you got a light?” at passing pigeons. Their natural enemies include: showers, employment, and any form of productive behavior.
Found primarily outside gas stations, 24-hour liquor stores, and anywhere weed smells like regret, Curb Hermits operate on a strict diet of American Spirits, Monster Energy, and unmedicated chaos.
Do not approach unless you’re offering a cigarette, gossip, or existential despair.
A subspecies of urban cryptid known for their sacred ritual of chain-smoking Marlboros on the same section of curb every day like it’s their personal throne of apathy.
These nicotine-powered philosophers emerge from unknown crevices at odd hours to contemplate life, loudly overshare trauma, and yell “you got a light?” at passing pigeons. Their natural enemies include: showers, employment, and any form of productive behavior.
Found primarily outside gas stations, 24-hour liquor stores, and anywhere weed smells like regret, Curb Hermits operate on a strict diet of American Spirits, Monster Energy, and unmedicated chaos.
Do not approach unless you’re offering a cigarette, gossip, or existential despair.
In the wild:
“Bro, don’t make eye contact with the Curb Hermits outside 7-Eleven. One of them asked me what year it was and then tried to sell me a dreamcatcher made of gum wrappers.”
“Bro, don’t make eye contact with the Curb Hermits outside 7-Eleven. One of them asked me what year it was and then tried to sell me a dreamcatcher made of gum wrappers.”
by Heyitspatt May 29, 2025
