Bridget and I were spooning when I felt a sudden burst of warm air on my leg. I can't believe she gave me an Irish Bed Bomb.
by Rebate March 18, 2010
In act in which one stands upon the toilet seat and proceeds to release a giant turd into the toilet. Amateurs make a large splash. Professionals make no splash. For some, this is better than sex.
"Dude! last night I want to drop a bomb from five foot up and it made no splash, but Granny was over."
by Bitticks February 02, 2008
is a lameeeee saying said by a guy who has smoked too much pot! and a guy who girls find hott but they too have smoked too much pot so they dont see who he looks like a dying fish!!!
by italian_Jenkins_123 March 31, 2009
Person 1: You look like you've gained 5 pounds.
Person 2: Yeah, I just did an Irish carb-bomb, my stomach feels like it's about to explode.
Person 2: Yeah, I just did an Irish carb-bomb, my stomach feels like it's about to explode.
by biscotti666 March 19, 2011
p-1: i have a bunch of c4 bombs, should i bomb the hospital next to my house?
p-2: yes, you probably should
p-2: yes, you probably should
by solar80434 April 07, 2023
This task involves not only dexterity and concentration, but fortitude and omnipotence. Although it may only be performed at the bed of the Tigress and Euphrates rivers, the successful performance of such a task grants one eternal companionship with lord Hades.
The Task:
1. Dab thy finger with Dijon mustard. (Must be Dijon)
2. Prepare thy lady for a sweep of the vaginal innards.
3. The Round About, sweep thy arm in a clockwise fashion with the dexterity of 1000 Gazelles in the direction of thy female clit button.
4. Contact! Graze the flesh of the young mistress at a 56 degree angle to create enough friction, to burn the young lamb shank.
5. Continue thy motion in a seamless flow. The ladies Clit Command Center has now suffered an extreme loss of epidermal surface and central control.
6. Finish by bellowing " your flesh will beckon within the chambers of hell my lady,"
7. Wash your hands.
The Task:
1. Dab thy finger with Dijon mustard. (Must be Dijon)
2. Prepare thy lady for a sweep of the vaginal innards.
3. The Round About, sweep thy arm in a clockwise fashion with the dexterity of 1000 Gazelles in the direction of thy female clit button.
4. Contact! Graze the flesh of the young mistress at a 56 degree angle to create enough friction, to burn the young lamb shank.
5. Continue thy motion in a seamless flow. The ladies Clit Command Center has now suffered an extreme loss of epidermal surface and central control.
6. Finish by bellowing " your flesh will beckon within the chambers of hell my lady,"
7. Wash your hands.
ex. Upon gathering fruit at the bed of the Tigress river, a feline dwarf approached pleading for a gift. Of course I responded by performing the Lithuanian Clit Brush Burn A.K.A Clit Bomb
by EskapadeMus March 13, 2011
Irish Car Bomb done to gigantic proportions using a pitcher and a rocks glass instead of a pint and a shot. aka instant blackout.
"dude, i think i drank an Irish Bus Bomb last night. My head is killing me, i cant remember shit, and im not in the right house!"
"Yep, sounds about right"
"Yep, sounds about right"
by djbadlt July 26, 2012