A small town outside of Missoula, MT. Small town in the sense there are more bars than there are churches. People include mostly hicks, but there is a part with tons of douchbags. The douchebags mostly include the emos, druggies, and overall dumbasses. Crazy parties happen here, which makes it's nickname Zootown. In the long run, a very nice place.
when a female,(or a male), performs onto another male, an act in which from the rear position one hand grasps the rod of their partner and squeezes at different intervels(like tapping the many buttons on a french horn) all the while blowing, with a little spit, into the rear of thier partner to the tune of "Oh When the Saints Cum Marching In"
Nathanial readied himself against the kitchen sink while preparing to require a "sloppy bavarian french horn" from his fiancee Campbell all the while maintaining the beat of "Oh When The Saints Cum Marching In" with the slapping of his ball sack.
the woman is lying on top of the man with buttox and vagina exposed and elevated. the man places left hand around womans leg, reaching clitoris with fingers, and stimulating thereafter. with right hand, he inserts however many fingers are necessary to reach maximum pleasure, while simultaneously rimming her anus. (ex. female version of the rusty trombone)
Bill gave me a rusty french horn, but I had some dingleberries that obstructed the air passage, so his tone was heavily affected.
to consume whipped cream out of a naked human's bunghole; a sweeter, more refined, elegant, calorie-providing cousin of the rusty trombone
Kenny: "So the boyfriend and I finally took things to the next level last night...tooted the frosty french horn all night and went through 10 Reddi-whip cans!"
Asher: "You mean there's something tighter than the ol' rusty trombone??"
Kenny: "Oh man you have not lived until you've added whipped cream to the mix!"
Asher: "Looks like Friday night is finally gonna feel alright!"