alabama damp towel

When you fuck your dead mother’s corpse while a rooster watches. The act is complete when the rooster crows.

The way Clyde the rooster looked at me while I was performing an Alabama damp towel on my dead mom in that barn made me feel ashamed. But the way he crowed after I ejaculated made me feel proud. Now I just need to figure out where to bury her body.

by Constance Lingus February 13, 2022

Towel holder

A pretty girl that will hold your towel while you are out surfing.

Jenny wasn’t pretty enough to be a towel holder. She knew she was strictly an off-season girlfriend.

by Onid July 26, 2022

eating towels

Sexual frustration in a steam room due to the hot guy sitting across from you.

He was so hot and the only thing I could do to stop myself from groping him in the steam room was eating towels from the locker room.

by NopeNah October 20, 2017

cheese towel

The towel/rag/shirt/what have you, that you used to wipe cum off yourself.

"Ew bro why is this washcloth stiff?"
"That's my cheese towel from the other night!"

by Bearded.gringo March 30, 2016

Towel in the Hood

The practice of padding out the inside of a condom with wads of toilet paper or Kleenex because the woman's vaj is so stretched out you need a lot of bulk just to touch the sides.

You meeting up with her for secret lunch? Make sure you do the towel in the hood or she’s not going to feel a thing!

by thatsalotofdogs April 4, 2019

soggy towel

A Debbie Downer who is a total damper on the party. Frequently used by hip kids under 33 that are "with it".

That guy at the after party is such a soggy towel, he should just go home and walk his dog.

by SnoopSoggySogs April 27, 2014

Towel

A towel, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy says, is about the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have. Partly it has great practical value. You can wrap it around you for warmth as you bound across the cold moons of Jaglan Beta; you can lie on it on the brilliant marble-sanded beaches of Santraginus V, inhaling the heady sea vapors; you can sleep under it beneath the stars which shine so redly on the desert world of Kakrafoon; use it to sail a miniraft down the slow heavy River Moth; wet it for use in hand-to-hand-combat; wrap it round your head to ward off noxious fumes or avoid the gaze of the Ravenous Bugblatter Beast of Traal (such a mind-boggingly stupid animal, it assumes that if you can't see it, it can't see you); you can wave your towel in emergencies as a distress signal, and of course dry yourself off with it if it still seems to be clean enough.

Any man who can hitch the length and breadth of the galaxy, rough it, slum it, struggle against terrible odds, win through, and still knows where his towel is is clearly a man to be reckoned with.

by Auntie Cleo July 4, 2019