A game invented at a fraternity house in Monmouth University where four people stand at the corners at a table and each have three red cups in front of them (if the floors have tiles they must stand withing there designated tile). The point of the game is to be the last one standing. Pretty much one player starts throwing a pong ball into a opponents cup and this goes clockwise in turns. A player can not shoot at the same person two times in a row and if they do then they are penalized a cup. When a ball is made in the cup they remove it and drink a beer. The first one out of the game is the asshole and has to do WHAT EVER CHALLENGE THE WINNER PUTS ON HIM. This game could get really wild if you have a great set of players.
Some examples of what the winner of four corners can do to the asshole is make him or her:
-poke the ass crack of a girl and scream poke
-accidently fall and motor boat a girl
-go streaking down the block
-Pee on gaffineys door
-steal a go kart outside the 24 hour lab
-make out with the first girl that says your name
-poke the ass crack of a girl and scream poke
-accidently fall and motor boat a girl
-go streaking down the block
-Pee on gaffineys door
-steal a go kart outside the 24 hour lab
-make out with the first girl that says your name
by That frat boy from MU February 26, 2010
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ex. car, bus, mini bus, train, tram, plane, etc...
how to play:
every time the vehicle turns a corner, the players of the game follow suit and try to squash the person at the end
WARNING: MAY GET VERY VIOLENT
ex. car, bus, mini bus, train, tram, plane, etc...
how to play:
every time the vehicle turns a corner, the players of the game follow suit and try to squash the person at the end
WARNING: MAY GET VERY VIOLENT
by Rambaldi December 26, 2006
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Get the corned beef curtains mug.The act of driving around town while handling your business, running your errands. To stop at multiple places in one day.
by Yellagirl April 29, 2008
Get the Turnin corners mug.Describes a giant turd...that just so happens to be full of corn from last nights dinner.....Usually splashes you with it's fin upon release.
by Boltneck May 6, 2009
Get the Corned Back Sewer Trout mug.A census-designated place in Falls Church, VA where Route 7 and Route 50 intersect. If Northern Virginia's traffic was a sentient being, Seven Corners would be its heart.
Matt: Dude, why are you so late?
Jeremy: I was stuck in Seven Corners for 30 minutes. The traffic there fucking sucks.
Jeremy: I was stuck in Seven Corners for 30 minutes. The traffic there fucking sucks.
by eg3311 December 27, 2011
Get the Seven Corners mug.Six corners are 3 street intersections predominantly found in Chicago. The official Six Corners, however, is the Irving Park-Milwaukee-Cicero intersection in the Portage Park neighborhood. Contrary to a belief emerging amongst newer residents of Chicago, Six Corners is NOT the North-Damen-Milwaukee intersection in Wicker Park.
Mike: I usually take the Blue Line after shopping at Six Corners.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
Tom: Haha, that's a pretty far walk. Wait…
Mike: Nah dude, the Blue Line's really-
Tom: Don't say it.
Mike: -near. I get on the Damen stop-
Tom: Mike, don't fucking say it.
Mike: -which is literally a two-minute walk from-
Tom: Mike, you hopeless fucking individual, if you call the three-street intersection in Wicker Park "Six Corners," I will shove a bottle of Malört inside your ass. Then I'll shove it in your throat. The bottle, Mike, not the actual liquid. The glass bottle. I will break it as it's lodged in your esophagus and you will die with the bitter mixture of blood and Satan-sperm in your mouth. Now, and I will only say this once, Six Corners is in Portage Park. Remember that.
by Jellooooo October 23, 2015
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