Dude: Heey baby! Want to learn some synchronized beddance
Girl: Yeah sure!
Dude: Follow me to my bed then.
Girl: Yeah sure!
Dude: Follow me to my bed then.
by Popsen April 28, 2011

Noun: An appropriate rhythm while stitch-fucking. Two males are double penetrating a woman in her anus and vagina, and as one goes in, the other is going out. This appropriate rhythm ensures that the woman is fully penetrated at all times and does not die or get split in half. This also conveniently prevents the two men's testicles from touching each other, which could call their heterosexuality into question.
Matt: Man, when I grow up, I want to be just like Josh and Stacy. They're masters of synchronized stitch. All the chicks are talking about them.
Zack: Yeah, I hear their balls don't even touch. They're gonna turn synchronized stitch into an Olympic sport!
Zack: Yeah, I hear their balls don't even touch. They're gonna turn synchronized stitch into an Olympic sport!
by Jay-Deezy February 25, 2010

by Turdmouth January 21, 2011

A theory where there is someone in the world which is jerking off to the same content as you and at the same time as you
by Spiotto April 10, 2025

I have synchronicity of a household.
by Kuehlstein January 24, 2018

Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
He doesn't think to wonder why
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street,
But all he ever thinks to do is watch,
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Synchronicity II
But all he ever thinks to do is watch,
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Synchronicity II
by Death Menace December 20, 2022

Seventeen are Synchronization Kings, they are even vetted by computer and professional dancers who gave them this title.
by Claudiee January 11, 2022
