to continue drinking after coming back from a bar or party (usually at a friend's house or apartment)
"Any pussy can pregame but it takes a true boozebag to postgame."
"I pissed my bed last night because I was shotgunning tallboys till I passed out. That's the price you gotta pay for postgaming."
"I was so fucked up at the bars last night I have no clue how I was able to postgame till 6am."
"I pissed my bed last night because I was shotgunning tallboys till I passed out. That's the price you gotta pay for postgaming."
"I was so fucked up at the bars last night I have no clue how I was able to postgame till 6am."
by Olof Carmody January 22, 2008
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Rachel Ray spends 10 of her 30 minutes doing a postmercial recap of her recipe!
With all the hours of Survivor recorded, why do they spend two minutes after every commercial break on postmercials instead of the contestants?
With all the hours of Survivor recorded, why do they spend two minutes after every commercial break on postmercials instead of the contestants?
by Jody M September 6, 2007
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From Slayer's landmark 1986 album, Reign In Blood.
The heaviest, most brutal 7 minutes and 44 seconds of anything ever recorded in the history of music. Both of these songs are heavy, fast, angry, unforgiving thrash masterpieces, and they both deserve separate definitions.
Postmortem:
A song about what else? Postmortem. Accompanied by chaotic guitars and lightning fast drumming, Tom Araya's frightening, unforgiving, and morbid vocals in this song make it literally sound like you've gone to hell and are being yelled at by Satan himself. About 1:45 into the song, Tom Araya lets out a high-pitched, epic scream. If this scream doesn't give you an eargasm, then you are not a metalhead. As the song breaks down, you think the ride through hell is over, and you're safe again. You're wrong. The song starts up again with some awesome guitars, and Dave's bullet-paced drumming. Some more hellish lyrics are yelled, and the song starts to break down again. Again you are tricked into thinking the hellish musical pummeling is over. It's not. In fact, it couldn't be farther from it.
Raining Blood:
A loud clap of thunder is heard, along with guitars and slow drumming. You have no idea that you are in for the most brutal, deadly piece of music ever written. As the song starts to pick up, you hear the unforgettable Raining Blood riff, and the drumming starts. There's no turning back now. The song just starts getting heavier and heavier, and faster and faster. Then Tom yells "Trapped in purgatory!!! A lifeless object alive!!!" and his voice sounds even more horrifying and deep than in Postmortem, or hell, even Angel of Death. The ear pounding ensues as the song continues, getting heavier every second, until Tom finishes the vocals, and the guitars and drums keep going faster, faster, and faster until you start headbanging like never before. Then it all ends suddenly, with a thunder clap, followed by the sound of rain. It's all over now. Pussies can now go cry to their mothers, and metalheads can now start the CD over.
In short, two thrash metal masterpieces. If you claim yourself to be a metalhead and you haven't heard these two before, please give me your home address, so I can go to your house and beat the shit out of you.
The heaviest, most brutal 7 minutes and 44 seconds of anything ever recorded in the history of music. Both of these songs are heavy, fast, angry, unforgiving thrash masterpieces, and they both deserve separate definitions.
Postmortem:
A song about what else? Postmortem. Accompanied by chaotic guitars and lightning fast drumming, Tom Araya's frightening, unforgiving, and morbid vocals in this song make it literally sound like you've gone to hell and are being yelled at by Satan himself. About 1:45 into the song, Tom Araya lets out a high-pitched, epic scream. If this scream doesn't give you an eargasm, then you are not a metalhead. As the song breaks down, you think the ride through hell is over, and you're safe again. You're wrong. The song starts up again with some awesome guitars, and Dave's bullet-paced drumming. Some more hellish lyrics are yelled, and the song starts to break down again. Again you are tricked into thinking the hellish musical pummeling is over. It's not. In fact, it couldn't be farther from it.
Raining Blood:
A loud clap of thunder is heard, along with guitars and slow drumming. You have no idea that you are in for the most brutal, deadly piece of music ever written. As the song starts to pick up, you hear the unforgettable Raining Blood riff, and the drumming starts. There's no turning back now. The song just starts getting heavier and heavier, and faster and faster. Then Tom yells "Trapped in purgatory!!! A lifeless object alive!!!" and his voice sounds even more horrifying and deep than in Postmortem, or hell, even Angel of Death. The ear pounding ensues as the song continues, getting heavier every second, until Tom finishes the vocals, and the guitars and drums keep going faster, faster, and faster until you start headbanging like never before. Then it all ends suddenly, with a thunder clap, followed by the sound of rain. It's all over now. Pussies can now go cry to their mothers, and metalheads can now start the CD over.
In short, two thrash metal masterpieces. If you claim yourself to be a metalhead and you haven't heard these two before, please give me your home address, so I can go to your house and beat the shit out of you.
My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it!!
Skeletons in my mind commence, tearing at my sanity!!
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth!!
Come and die with me forever,
Share insanity!!!
DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!?!
-Part of Postmortem/Raining Blood
Skeletons in my mind commence, tearing at my sanity!!
Vessels in my brain carry death until my birth!!
Come and die with me forever,
Share insanity!!!
DO YOU WANT TO DIE?!?!
-Part of Postmortem/Raining Blood
by I Will Kill You February 2, 2007
Get the Postmortem/Raining Blood mug.A day in which the weather continually switches back and forth from sunny to rainy. A joke on the phrase 'Rain or shine' that was originally used by postmen. Also known as a postman's situation.
by Dark_Midget April 13, 2007
Get the Postman's Day mug.When someone comments on a Facebook post such as a wallpost, status update, or anything else in an attempt to bring in another conversation and divert attention away from the post and toward themselves.
Jason posted on Marie's Wall:
"Hey...how have you been?"
Jack commented on Jason's wall post:
"JASON! Why didn't you text me back?"
And Jason and Jack have a conversation on the wall post that was meant to be for Marie, and thus Jack postjacked the conversation. Postjacking can also occur in status updates, but it most common on wall posts.
"Hey...how have you been?"
Jack commented on Jason's wall post:
"JASON! Why didn't you text me back?"
And Jason and Jack have a conversation on the wall post that was meant to be for Marie, and thus Jack postjacked the conversation. Postjacking can also occur in status updates, but it most common on wall posts.
by Johanson Johnson December 27, 2009
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All mentally ill people are innocent of the charge of being a liar if they believe in Postmodern Truth.
by Spiritual-Master January 5, 2022
Get the Postmodern Truth mug.This is possibley the worlds most complicated sexual position ever invented. Requires 3 men a dog and a female amputee, all must be very flexible and missing most ribs. You will also need a pineapple, six feet of extension chord, a potato and a sharp pencil. This move needs a constant balance central fugle operator to keep everything in check. Firstly, one man balances his anus on a pencil, with his feet behind his neck. Then the dog balances on his erect penis and licks his nipples. The next man lays on his head, with his balls within easy licking reach. Then the amputee balances on her single leg, wraps herself in extension chord, puts a potato in her arse, rubs a pineapple on her clit and urinates on the pile. Job done. If all goes well, the big pile should resemble a postman with his hat.
A : Wow look at that, they're doin the unnaquainted postal worker.
B : Ooo i want some of that, gimme that pineapple.
A : That's fucked up, you need help.
B : It helps me sleep.
A : You sick fuck. Don't talk to me.
B : Ooo i want some of that, gimme that pineapple.
A : That's fucked up, you need help.
B : It helps me sleep.
A : You sick fuck. Don't talk to me.
by ziggabrap July 9, 2009
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