broom-petting level

When one becomes so high, that they think a broom is a cat or dog and begin to pet it.

"I got so high last night I was on broom-petting level! I kept petting my broom thinking it was my cat."

by lar snort September 14, 2019

sparkle level

when someone is SO drunk that they are singing let it go while dancing on a table

hes on the sparkle level

by hxsj April 3, 2018

High-Level coding language

A programming language that enables the programmer to write programs more or less independent of a particular computer

Are you writing in a high-level coding language or assembly language?

by Mehbetterkhalid January 14, 2020

Level 4

The final level

I'm level 4 at Irish impressions!
Rah!

by Shoobsknight January 21, 2020

Next level hobo shit

When you see a hobo do something extreme and unheard of that depicts a new level of crippling poverty.

"Omg, those two hobos are fighting over a cigarette's butt, that's some next level hobo shit!"

by TremendousClap January 30, 2020

Team Level UP

Group of gay actors, they like to make porn on YouPorn.com

Person 1: Have you seen LargeMakesStuff Rule34 from Team Level UP?
Person 2: Yeah, it's p hot

by Obama's Fake Son April 26, 2020

Luke Level

The gayest furry you shall ever encounter in your lifespan. In the end, the truth about Luke Level has been revealed, this man is the epitomy of a drug lord and a male stripper, he flashes his nipples to 3 year old girls in the street, and milks his ball sack every day. Luke Level's dad's bald head is shiny and I was able to see the reflection of him in a furry suit on there. What a bitch nigga! Luke has voted for hillary in the 2018 election and is jacking off to his mother's pube hair and period blood! EWW ! what an indian essay write im gonna write an essay on this, so basically lets get started.

for Greg Greger

I

Where were the neighbors? Out of town?
In my pajamas, I sat at my father's feet
in front of their squat, myopic television,

the first in our neighborhood.

On a screen the size of a salad plate,
toy airplanes droned over quilted fields.
Bouquets of jellyfish fell: parachutes abloom,
gray toy soldiers drifting together, drifting apart—

the way families do, but I didn't know that yet.

I was six or seven. The tv was an aquarium:

steely fish fell from the belly of a plane,

then burst into flame when they hit bottom.

A dollhouse surrendered a wall, the way such houses do.

Furniture hung onto wallpaper for dear life.

Down in the crumble of what had been a street,

women tore brick from brick, filling a baby carriage.

II

What was my young father,

just a few years back from that war,

looking for? The farm boy from Nebraska

Sydney: Omg! I love Luke! I want to fuck the shit out of luke until he pukes in my blue waffle vagina!

Luke Level: No need to worry I will fuck you with my long fox cock! on fox news!

by Kian Sucka February 24, 2020