by Nanuk-LAR February 27, 2017
Dan: Bro why are you friends with shayla hah?
Asma: I’m not what do you mean??
Dan: Ohhh sorry she has only one friend, I don’t get why they’re Bobbi-Jo-Ing
Asma: I’m not what do you mean??
Dan: Ohhh sorry she has only one friend, I don’t get why they’re Bobbi-Jo-Ing
by Cool guy tough guy August 10, 2023
When two men give each other oral intercourse in the 69 position, however, the man on top is doing pushups onto the second man.
Johnny: Bro did you see how ripped Pastor Jude's arms are?
Claire: I bet he has been Pastor Jude-ing his son.
Claire: I bet he has been Pastor Jude-ing his son.
by Faggitmus Prime January 24, 2020
Troll Jones-ing is the act of trolling someone without harmful intent. While trolling is often to hurt someone's feelings this form of trolling is light hearted amount friends.
Cory- "Man, Donald Trump will make a great president." Mark- "Shut up Cory, he's a misogynist twat." Cory- "Build that wall!" Matt- "Cory, stop Troll Jones-ing"
by jonestrolljunior November 15, 2016
If someone is 'Jonesing', they are incredibly excited for something, sometimes to the point that the wait for this thing is getting on their tits.
'I'm Jonesing (Jones-ing) for this bag of sniff'
'I'm definitely not Jonesing (Jones-ing) for this prostate exam'
'I'm definitely not Jonesing (Jones-ing) for this prostate exam'
by Joneser November 23, 2018
To express to others your own state of hardship. i.e. lack of money, job, place to live etc. Sometimes a ploy to garner sympathy. Also used to redirect mooches to another person.
derived from the character tiny Tim in "a christmas carol"
derived from the character tiny Tim in "a christmas carol"
person 1 - "hey man, wanna grab a drink?"
person 2 - "oh i can't, i'm broke, my dog died, my back hurts,,...."
person 1 - "stop tiny tim-ing me!"
person 2 - "oh i can't, i'm broke, my dog died, my back hurts,,...."
person 1 - "stop tiny tim-ing me!"
by portlandwombat January 25, 2012
When you are so hungover from the night before that you do not move from the couch the entire day and lay there like a beached whale.
Even though I was looking forward to Saturday night's activities, I almost surely knew what was in store... Sunday I would be baby orca-ing, hating life, and craving everything from fast food commercials while I watch TV. I would talk about eating the sh*t out of a Chalupa, nachos and a Frosty- perhaps even a Baconator- but never actually get up to go get anything.
by Fonya93 April 07, 2011