Sorry man, I'm not going out tonight.. we killed it for three days straight and I'm experiencing a serious case of bender's remorse. My place looks like the fucking Lizard Lounge!
The acting out of the urge to go to the Wendy's drive-thru around 1130-1200 midnight and ordering a dozen Junior Bacon Cheeseburgers, 3 Biggie Fries, Six 5-Piece Nuggets with Sweet N Sour Sauce, A Large Frosty, and 2 Biggie Cokes per person and proceeding to consume all of the said food in one sitting in the parking lot, all the while throwing the wrappers and containers out your window so the workers (or birds) have to clean up your mess. Usually preceded by smoking a ton of pot while driving around on a friday or saturday night. Very popular in Southeastern MA.
Alex: "Oh man, I'm fucking baked...let's make it a Wendy's Bender tonight!!!"
Gerry: "Fuck yeh!!! And let's let those poor underpaid workers clean up all our sandwich wrappers off the ground hahaha!!!"
One of the suspected causes of the ghost shit / ghost poo in which after a shit has been ejaculated out of the human body it either shoots out so fast or holds not enough mass to float and makes it's way down the toilet's S-Bend pipes never to be seen again.
I just took a shit this morning and looked in the bowl and it was gone. What a great S-Bender
finding all the different long hairs in your bed after you take some thots to pound town
1. bro i couldn't sleep last night because i had to keep pulling bender strays out of my mouth
2. thats what you get for running a train on those 4 thots ferda
3. so ferda