A stimulus package of 401 Kilograms of Columbia's finest, sold to America's top wealthiest 2%. Only the fattest of fat cats will be able to afford the proceeds of this package to finance the retirement of the individuals involved in selling these packages.
Guy #1: I'm on easy street now, I got myself a 401(k).
Guy #2: Are you sure?
Guy #1: Yeah I got me 401 Kilo's of Columbia's finest.
Guy #2: Where can I get one of those?
Guy #1: Definitely not on Wall Street.
Guy #2: Where then?
Guy #1: I know a guy down in Miami who can hook you up.
Guy #2: Sweet.
It’s a sarcastic or comical way of saying you’re going to go very hard on something, whether that's a workout, cooking a steak, fixing a problem, etc. coined in 2025 by RCS
“How’s that new blender?”
“Bro, it slaps so hard it made the smoothie beg for mercy and file a 401(k).”
The fastest kart in the west. (As long as you run an X 30 not of that rotax shit.)
friend 1: Bruh my new Mercury R Kosmic is so fast.
me: Hell no bro the Tony Kart Racer 401 R is the shit. it doesn't look likebarney's vomit.
friend 1: Instantly dies from truth.
A retirement plan, of sorts, where an individual makes a bogus back injury claim and files for unemployment, social security, and/or insurance payments. This is a steady source of income for many dirtbags living in Alabama and Mississippi.
Mama, I'll be gettin' my own double wide 'cause my check's in the mail!--Alabama 401K in action!