Person A: Is he really going out with her? She's not even that good looking.
Person B: Yeah, he definitely has burnt sienna fever.
Person B: Yeah, he definitely has burnt sienna fever.
by kanapanapan May 30, 2010
A weird, sometimes obnoxious group of skinny individuals who run cross country or track for burnt hills. They enjoy throwing mud at girls, worshiping their Nanner Gods, grinding with eachother, and wearing short shorts. Yup... some of them are nice to look at, but the majority are assholes.
Why are those boys grinding with eachother and dancing to techo music and holding a banana up in the corner?
Oh, those are the Burnt Hills Track Boys, thats just what they do.
Oh, those are the Burnt Hills Track Boys, thats just what they do.
by MoosenSnort December 27, 2011
by gorby March 20, 2004
A broke ass school in the middle of frickin cow country. Despite having no money we dominate in almost every sport. It's student population consists of pot heads, orange skinned Jersey Shore Cast member wanna-bes, and trackies. Burnt Hills has little to no diversity and is boring as hell. It is a realtively safe school, the closest thing to gangs are the stage crew and trackies. Kids from other schools think we are a bunch of rednecks and make fun of us but then they shut the hell up when we kick their rich asses in crew, cross country, football, swimming, soccer, volleyball, lacross, and baseball.
So did we win against Burnt Hills High School's soccer team last night?
No! The frickin rednecks kicked our asses
No! The frickin rednecks kicked our asses
by BHBLTRACKIE November 12, 2011
A kid who was "smart" in their younger years. Often growing up a perfectionist and or having a superiority complex. Who when reaching middle, high school, or collage, cant keep up. Becoming paralyzed with who they could be, struggling to keep up with their past grades and achievements. The kind of person who grows up to have Imposter Syndrome.
by Cuthulu_chopstick April 14, 2022
A burnt sienna crayon is where you have anal sex with a girl and while you're doing it, you fuck her so hard that she bleeds in her ass, and then you piss inside her ass and keep fucking. This will cause the blood and piss to mix together forming an orange like colour (burnt sienna) and the girl will take a shit onto the floor. This piece of shit is called a burnt sienna crayon which you use to write your name on her mirror before leaving.
A reference to the burnt sienna crayon is made in the show family guy in the episode "the Cleveland Loretta Quagmire":
Cleveland: "Hey baby, how'd you like to go black and then have to make a difficult decision regarding whether or not to go back?"
Chick in bar: "Sorry, I went burnt sienna and never went back."
Crayola Crayon: "Ready baby? Who's this clown."
A reference to the burnt sienna crayon is made in the show family guy in the episode "the Cleveland Loretta Quagmire":
Cleveland: "Hey baby, how'd you like to go black and then have to make a difficult decision regarding whether or not to go back?"
Chick in bar: "Sorry, I went burnt sienna and never went back."
Crayola Crayon: "Ready baby? Who's this clown."
Damn i left Julia's place this morning and forgot to give her a burnt sienna crayon. Hope she answers my calls.
Woman: Hey mom, please come over a little later today as I have to clean up the burnt sienna crayon these guys did to me last night.
Mom: Your father used to do that to me when we were dating, that's how you were born darling!
Woman: Hey mom, please come over a little later today as I have to clean up the burnt sienna crayon these guys did to me last night.
Mom: Your father used to do that to me when we were dating, that's how you were born darling!
by seppoporn November 03, 2009
The bitter, acerbic, caustic, mordacious, and just plain gross aroma that lingers in the enclosed airspace surrounding a poorly abused and neglected microwave—particularly repulsive in a shared office environment. An olfactory scarring, not soon to be forgotten, which will singe into the memory of all co-workers the dangers of an unsupervised bag both to kitchen appliances and to the productivity of an otherwise fully functioning office staff.
Alisa got distracted by a phenomenally interesting cubicle conversation and neglected her microwave snack. The office quickly filled with the dreaded burnt popcorn smell and she felt really bad about it, but we all had a jolly laugh, lit some candles, and decided to love her anyway.
by Top Shelf HW June 11, 2008