Steadders

A word used to describe the amazing trick of balacing a half-full can of soft drink on its bottom rim

"oh my gosh - that can is doing steadders!"

by Elbonio May 26, 2004

Straddlers Twat

A muscular condition often experienced by female riders of bikes and horses.

Often experience after a long period of strenuous riding.

If not given time to heal can lead to numbness of the clunge.

If the numbness persists these women often make vigorous lovers.

For the male form of this condition, see "Straddlers Knock"

"Ooh I had a good ride last night, I'm now blighted by the Straddlers Twat ! "

by yeestraddler January 29, 2010

Standers

Those who don't make it to the bench in time to get a seat. They end up standing behind all the other players and watch the game from there.

The standers were the last to go in because they had to wait until someone got up off the bench to take a seat.

by The Batman from the 218 December 1, 2011

There are no strangers to love

You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just want to tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We've known each other for so long

Your heart's been aching but you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on

We know the game and we're gonna play it

And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Dont tell me you're to blind to see

NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP
NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN
NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU
NEVER GONNA MAKE YOU CRY
NEVER GONNA SAY GOODBYE
NEVER GONNA TELL A LIE AND HURT YOU.

There are no strangers to love, you know the rules and so do I.

by Damn bro I kinda want to die December 21, 2020

The strangers

To lay on one's arms so as to deny the passage of blood and ultimately loose feeling in the limbs, followed by the act of mastrubation with one said limb and the act of anal insertion of the other.

I gave myself the strangers last night.

Last night, two strangers visited me and today I'm up in arms over the ass hurting I've got.. but also pretty pleased.

by Slimsoj November 18, 2011

We're no strangers to love you know the rules and so do I

first line of a Rick Roll!

We're no strangers to love you know the rules and so do I

YOU GOT RICK ROLLED!

by NHRHS2010 July 20, 2011

Strangers

Back in Spring 1979 when Boeing's B-52 OAS (Offensive Avionics Systems) was in Phase 1 there were plenty of new hires, most of which did not know each other. Management decided we needed to know who the other people were in all of the other groups. Sure we could have informal meetings here at work but that would just be another thing we would have to attend keeping us from getting the job done. A few of us got together and said we would form a softball league that would allow employees to meet in an informal setting away from work where we could get to know one another.

We called it a Picnic League. The idea was for us to bring our families out, have a picnic, play some softball and enjoy ourselves while we got to know our fellow employees. The teams originally were made up of members of your own group or organization; such as Software, Materiel, Test, Systems Engineering, etc. The rule was you had to be either in that organization or you were a family member of someone in that org.

The first year was a success. The Air Force customer even got a team together to play against us.

As time went along, more and more people wanted to play in our league, it was just too fun. When this happened the rules were laxed and groups of people from different organization joined together to form teams. At one point we had so many teams we had two leagues, playoffs and championship games.

Then things got serious. Some players forgot this was a fun league and rivalries exploded. The league fell apart and almost came to an end. A few of us old timers said we wanted to keep playing but only for fun. Just the excuse we needed to get interns involved.

So we put together a few teams, got the sponsors to drag the interns out, bought a few cases of beer and the rest is history.

by Filbert March 27, 2005