A.P.R.

Anal Punishment Rehabilitation. A form of torture in which the torturer wishes to "rehabilitate" an uncooperative subject. The torture involves adhering the lips of the person being tortured to the anal rim of a grotesquely obese man in his 40s by way of superglue. The man eats junkfood for the course of 24 hours leading up to the torture in preparation. When the torture is being commenced, the victim is held or bound down, his nose clamped shut with a hand, while the obese man flatulates into the victim's mouth and lungs. The nose is then released so that the methane and flatulent gasses escape and can be tasted. This overwhelms the sinuses with a putrid and lingering odor. Any desire for resistance will have been rehabilitated in the victim who will now be more than eager to divulge any damning infortation.

This draconian practice has been a favorite of various mafia groups as well as the C.I.A.

Goon 1: "He ain't speakin' boss..."
Goon Boss: "Oh yah?"
Goon 2: "Whaddya gonna do boss?"
Goon Boss: "Give 'em the ol' APR boys!"
Goon 1: "Jee boss, are you sure that's
necessary?"
Goon Boss: "Shaddap and do what I tell ya if you know what's good for ya!"

by Muay Thai April 6, 2004

A.P.R.I.L.

APRIL, or the five dynamics of Jazz. It's an acronym: autonomy, passion, risk, innovation, and listening. For more information, visit www.jazz-impact.com.

No example is necessary for an acronym.

by Adam Dachis May 13, 2005

A.P.O.R

(Altered Perception Of Reality)
When an event or object is seen in a different way then how it is or how it actually happened. An Illusion in an individuals head of the world around them, that is exaggerated.

Mario(A.P.O.R.): I got a new motocycle bra, the shits niiiicccee
Me: Man that's a bicycle with a eletric motor dumbass

What Brian Said: Ashley i need you to come here so i can lean on you while I fix my shoe.
(Because of A.P.O.R.)What Ashley Hears: Ashley I need you! <3

by Sly27bmg January 10, 2011

C.A.P.P.E.R

another stock reskin of the pistol in tf2 it is used by the engineer and scout class

it was added in the invasion community update as a promo item

again just a re skin of the pistol nothing special

scout1: i got the C.A.P.P.E.R
scout2: nice

by sniper nate October 27, 2020

A.P.A.R.T.

(All Protesters Are Retard Twats) ) is an acronym used as a political slogan associated with dissidents who are opposed to Protesters/Looters. It is typically written as a catchphrase in graffiti, tattoos or other imagery in public spaces and then exploited to make money on bumper stickers, hats, and t-shirts.

A.P.A.R.T - Hey Bro, I’m fully in support

A.P.A.R.T.

by Vendetti March 18, 2021

He travels, he seeks the p a r m e s a n

literally just a photo of an egg with 7 legs and an eye walking across a barren landscape who’s goal is to find the
p a r m e s a n

-pretty meaningless
-surreal memeology

Bystander: Anon do where is the par—

Anon: He travels, he seeks the p a r m e s a n

by highkey spittin straight facts November 17, 2019

C.R.A.P.

Citizens Raging Against Phones.

Founded by a group of citizens in Liberty City to protest the use of phones, they use carrier pigeons to communicate, which is occasionally intercepted by a redneck and eaten. Laslow on Chatterbox 109 has done a radio interview with the leader of CRAP.

Lazlow: "Alright, thanks caller. Ants, killer bees, fat people, what's plaguing you? Call now! Chatterbox, hello, you're on the air..."
Caller: "Err yes...I'd like to say something about these damn people trains and busses in this city who yammer on and on into cell phones. I'm really glad to hear about what your having dinner! What we should do, is herd them up, and put them on island. I am the President of a group called Citizens Raging Against Phones (C.R.A.P.)."
Lazlow: "CRAP?!?"
Caller: "Exactly!"
Lazlow: "Your organization's called 'crap,'...wh...what kind of moron are you...you wanna round people up for using a phone?!? But you...your calling up on a phone t...to tell the world about it! I...I mean, how many people are there in this 'crap'?"
Caller: "Citizens are raging against phones, Lazlow!!"
Lazlow: "How many people?"
Caller: "There are three of us. It's hard organizing meetings without the phones though. We've had to resort to carrier pigeons, and they keep disappearing."
Lazlow: "What are you speaking to me on? What...what's that in your hand?"
Caller: "I am not the problem! You are! And you're perpetuating the downfall of mankind! Liberty City was great before phones ruined everything."
Lazlow: "Liberty City was a church, a cow pasture and 3 houses when the telephone was invented!"
Caller: "Liar!!"
Lazlow: "You're the liar!"
Caller: "Liar, liar, pants on fire!"
Lazlow: "What are...are you three years old?!?"
Caller: "Lazlow's a liar, Lazlow's a liar!! I bet that isn't even your real name"
Lazlow: "Shut up!!"
Caller: "You shut up!!"
Lazlow: "Stupid!"
Caller: "Nanny nanny boo-boo, stick your head in doo-doo!"
Lazlow: "Ohh...we're going to commercials!"

by gta December 10, 2006