he who is gifted in dropping atomic ass bombs and getting away with it for a few moments by sneezing or coughing. then of course he is left to suffer in his stinkyaura.
Guy: *cough* *cough*
Dude: (after a few seconds) what the hell???
Guy: Success! you didnt even hear me do it!
Dude: ....you Ass Magician.......
When you are having sex with someone who does not like it anal. You wait until it is nice a juicy and magically slip your dick into her ass and make her cum all over the place!!!
My girlfriend was a prude until I slipped her some ass magic and now she is an anal slut.
The art of pulling a solution to a problem, money, or a much needed object, etc. or lawsuit from out of nowhere to save or ruin the day. (Like your ass.) This can be used for good or evil purposes.
There must have been some old ass magic in that hat of his he found, because it kept him from melting into a puddle of yellow snow, and he continued to dance year round. (As he set fire to the children. Which he is now suing for the damage their burning corpses made to his dry cleaning.)
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.