Log Cabin

The resulting structure of several people take a dump in the same toilet without flushing.

Since my family is on a tight budget, guest in my home were often horrified at the log cabin awaiting them in the bathroom.

by Dr Poops April 21, 2013

cabitchulate

Verb: The act of yielding or giving into your wife or girlfriend.

When engaged in a disagreement with a woman it's best to cut your losses and just cabitchulate, because you know that she's gonna get the last word in anyways.

by C.A. Stallworth April 24, 2006

Airpressure Cabin

Funny terminology for toilet. So far only used by Captain Straightedge.

Hey man, can I quickly use your airpressure cabin?

by Dangerous T and Karl May 13, 2008

Cabin

A locale at which to consume large amounts of alchohol and set things on fire. Away from public scrutiny and police.

1. When are we gonna go back to the cabin and set our shoes on fire?
2. That guy tried to connect an XBOX to a microwave last time we were at the cabin.

by Cabin lover January 17, 2005

cabin flip

taking a defenseless girl/boy and in a very redneck manner tossing him/her over your shoulder like a caveman and toting her off to your room. Most likely after drinking many road soders.

Drink some road soders and cabin flip that bitch!

by dickforr December 2, 2009

Build a log cabin

1. (n) Slang word for taking a shit that builds upon itself as you shit out more and more

Be right back guys, I gotta go build a log cabin

by Ratzy April 28, 2006

CABIN

v. 1. the act of secluding oneself in a remote locale with a small group of close friends, stockpiling enough food, alcohol, ammunition, and firewood to last a minimum of two days, during which time copious amounts of beer/alcohol are consumed and shenanigans ensue away from the prying eyes of the public.

2. v. the suffering from above actions. (ex. I got so cabinned last weekend.)

We cabinned for three days, drinking a keg of beer, two liters of whiskey, and two bottles of vodka between the 5 of us. I don't remember anything after midnight each night. How did I get all these bruises on my arm and where are my pants? My ears are still ringing from all that gun fire yesterday. I can't believe you two almost fell into the fire like 12 times last night. And what the hell were you guys singing incessantly at 3 o'clock this morning? I don't think I can cabin again like this for a long time. But, damn, was it fun!

by Bonesaw, (a.k.a. Tree Killer) November 15, 2009