A large clean towel that you carry with you while strolling the beach, and then drape around the shoulders of any cute chicks whom you meet prior to giving them a hug, so that you don't hafta endure any disgusting yucky-sticky skin-to-skin contact with sweaty/oily arms, necks, chests, backs, and shoulders during said embraces.
I find that bathing beauties are much more willing to give me a hug when I bring along an embracing-towel; I even occasionally receive a warm-hearted compliment from da chick for my being "such a perfect gentleman" to think considerately of her like that.
by QuacksO December 2, 2018

A corny expression used (often by fathers) when experiencing discomfort or discouragement. A substitute phrase for "son of a bitch". used in situations where swearing is not suitable.
by al00f March 19, 2010

When you use a small Mexican child to dry yourself after a shower or whenever you happen to be wet and a small Mexican child is present.
by Moist butt hole August 25, 2016

by frenkie December 7, 2024

A form of locker room boxing in which the fighters both wrap there knuckles in gym towel to supress injury when no real boxing gloves are available
locker room jackass1: what the fuck you just say to me?!?! Let's towel box right no cmon man let's go
Locker room jackass2: your on dick head! Towel boxing right here right now!
Locker room jackass2: your on dick head! Towel boxing right here right now!
by TheElderScrolls345 January 22, 2014

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

by TowelsForHim April 15, 2021
