1. A kids game where one puts rocks into a box, especially shiny or odd shaped rocks.
2. The act of a man stuffing ones penis and testicles in their entirety into a woman's vaginal passage.
2. The act of a man stuffing ones penis and testicles in their entirety into a woman's vaginal passage.
1. "Look, there's some more shiny ones, let's get those rocks in the box!"
2. "I've met a new girl, she really loves the full on rocks in the box!"
2. "I've met a new girl, she really loves the full on rocks in the box!"
by BwB_75 August 30, 2013
Get the Rocks in the Boxmug. 
by Loren SanD May 5, 2025
Get the Smashed a box of popsiclesmug. A Mid Stink Munch Box (MSMB) is when the woman is defecating on the toilet and the man is going down on the woman and performing cunnilingus. It is important to note that the cunnilingus must be taking place while the woman is defecating (fecal matter must be in the toilet while the act). This practice is often confused with the Cunnilumpkin, where the woman can be faking the defecation during the sex act. The MSMB is very rare because of the specifics of what it qualifies for.
Last night Kailen gave me a Mid Stink Munch Box (MSMB) after the bar. It felt so good. He now has pink eye. I had to make sure she actually had to shit before I went down on her.
by canucks44 February 23, 2025
Get the Mid Stink Munch Box (MSMB)mug. Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
to get this published, I have to add the name, but they also wouldnt let me add all the elyrics so this is just a part 1! anyways, here's the enamel that this site wanted : Black box warrior (p1)
by AHAHHARAGHGHGHGHGGHG!!!!!! ): November 8, 2023
Get the Black box warrior (p1)mug. this term refers to when you were being threatened by someone most likely the mob sends you dogs head in a box
Person 1: Whats in the box?
Person 2: IDK lets check
*Sees the head*
Person 1: No McSnuggleston the III who did this to you
Person 2: Theres a note
"Who names their dog McSnuggleston the III THERES NOT EVEN I OR II"
This is an example of "A dog's head in a box"
Person 2: IDK lets check
*Sees the head*
Person 1: No McSnuggleston the III who did this to you
Person 2: Theres a note
"Who names their dog McSnuggleston the III THERES NOT EVEN I OR II"
This is an example of "A dog's head in a box"
by oi bloody cunt May 24, 2021
Get the a dog's head in a boxmug. This question tests if an adult male is a real man or not. A woman asks when assessing if an adult male is worth being in a romantic relationship with. If the guy says yes, he is a real man. If he is confused by the question, he is not worthy. If he says no but expresses interests in improving himself, don't write him off as a not-man yet. there is still hope
"Mike, do you know what to do with a box of bees? "
"uh, no?"
"then learn or go away. I only date REAL MEN."
"uh, no?"
"then learn or go away. I only date REAL MEN."
by junebugistired April 23, 2020
Get the Do you know what to do with a box of bees?mug.