That's-not-even-close-to-Mozart

This is actually a word that sounds like a phrase, there's a very subtle difference. The meaning of which is to describe something that has an inferior quality about it. It is essentially a derogatory phrase (..err I mean word)

"Do you like my new shirt?" "... Mate, That's-not-even-close-to-Mozart"

"I reckon this cake I made is delicious" "What are you on about? That's-not-even-close-to-Mozart"

by TastyComaWifey October 24, 2011

evenson

iNfamous cheater in counter-strike 1.6

evenson was banned from cal for cheating

by asdjhaoheer February 8, 2009

evenmore

Even to a greater extreme

Be greatful evenmore for your downfalls and disappointments as these are unavoidable, but signify achievement when dealt with for evermore.

by Hercolena Oliver December 9, 2008

Ehsen

A donkey's ass, in arabic. Not a pleasant word to use on another person.

The Ehsen is so hairy and smelly.

by Matt67 August 16, 2017

don't even

One may use the term don't even when they are trying to withstand some type of temptation.

"Hey you want to come back to my place? I have a hot tub"
"Don't even, (insert name here), don't even"

by AshleyP December 28, 2005

Not even

A term used by morons to try to convince you of something.

Guy tried to sell me a DVD player in a parking lot once. He didnt have any of the wires or hook ups at all, and he wanted fifty bucks for it. I said no, and he was like "It's not even stolen, man!"

Ever since, I've had a belief that the term "not even" is worthless.

Im not EVEN going to kill you, bitch!

by Bitchin Kitchen December 5, 2004

Evening Chronicle

Is a local newspaper that is quite frequently used as a weapon by the Jolly Green Giant of Whickham, Tyne & Wear. Whenever when he hears them lads calling him the Giant, Huge Fella, Rocking Machine or Postman Pat, he would unleash his newspaper with a huge grimace on his face, raise it above his head and prepare to knock a severe blow to them lads' skull, but luckly them lads otherwise known as Mr Ronald Bell or Mr Gary Maddison were too quick for the huge green strider from Whickham that they just ran away and laughed at the pathetic creature.
The Giant would then cry out MAURA HELP THEM LADS ARE TAKING THE MICK OUT OF ME MAMA

The evening chronicle is a weapon made out of paper which is read by people of Newcastle

by GMaddison November 3, 2006