"Dude, did you see hommie get racked last night? Sitting in the bar on his laptop and somee dude just tossed his wet jacket on him like he wasn't even there"
by DukeSweep September 24, 2025

The act of folding a woman up to make them look like a piece of popcorn, pouring caramel on their jugs, putting them in a barrel, and rolling them down a hill. Best done in the cold, to let the caramel harden and resemble a piece of Cracker-jack popcorn.
Gay man 1: I got so high off cat piss, I pulled off a Cracker-Jack Barrel Rack on this one dude.
Gay man 2: Yeah, that was me.
Gay man 2: Yeah, that was me.
by meatbaggie November 9, 2019

Cliff Hart. A rare species of pool player.
Amazingly, he has less than 10% body fat, and a deliberately manicured receding hairline. Stronger than steel, faster than lightning, harder than Angola, (bud)wiser than Solomon, sweeter than rotten fish and definitely has neither the time nor the patience for ball baggers who are reading this.
His natural habitat is the dense jungle of salt city. He announces his presence using his voice which sounds like a
grandma after eating a block of cheese, smoking 3 cartons of cigarettes and eating a block of cheese. Sounds disgusting? Well fuck you.
His sexual mating dance usually involves making the opposite sex feel uncomfortable by staring at them for close to 30 minutes straight. He will then grunt, call them a "lil biscuit" and proceed to his final agenda: Sugar Dicking and going "balls deep"
Besides all that. He is the best pool player that has ever not been born. He materialized from some primordial-soup and has evolved over time to be able to run 3000x4^2 racks of pool in less than who cares.
Amazingly, he has less than 10% body fat, and a deliberately manicured receding hairline. Stronger than steel, faster than lightning, harder than Angola, (bud)wiser than Solomon, sweeter than rotten fish and definitely has neither the time nor the patience for ball baggers who are reading this.
His natural habitat is the dense jungle of salt city. He announces his presence using his voice which sounds like a
grandma after eating a block of cheese, smoking 3 cartons of cigarettes and eating a block of cheese. Sounds disgusting? Well fuck you.
His sexual mating dance usually involves making the opposite sex feel uncomfortable by staring at them for close to 30 minutes straight. He will then grunt, call them a "lil biscuit" and proceed to his final agenda: Sugar Dicking and going "balls deep"
Besides all that. He is the best pool player that has ever not been born. He materialized from some primordial-soup and has evolved over time to be able to run 3000x4^2 racks of pool in less than who cares.
Man, you aint no rack runner. You aint cliff. f
You miss that ball again, ima call cliff. DONT make me call cliff.
You miss that ball again, ima call cliff. DONT make me call cliff.
by Earl Strickland October 28, 2019

by Zalazar zlyzerin July 23, 2019

by TheGravelOfASoler January 22, 2025

Person 1: “Where did you get that sick T-shirt?”
Person 2: “I bought it from Rack Revolution on eBay”
Person 2: “I bought it from Rack Revolution on eBay”
by James Gandolfartknocker March 17, 2025

Guy 1: This nigga owes me 5 racks for last nights drinks and weed
Guy 2: Shit, he owes me 1 stack for the block of weed I sold him
Guy 1: Let's cap this nigga
Guy 2: Shit, he owes me 1 stack for the block of weed I sold him
Guy 1: Let's cap this nigga
by muthafuckinbee June 5, 2022
