The act of a man lifting up his large, floppy abdominal pannus before receiving fellatio. Immediately after coitus he releases the sweaty mound and it collapses onto the face of the unsuspecting female while she is still attached to his flaccid member.
Jackie was always a fan of hookin up with the big fellas... until Ron decided to crush her face with the catavalanche.
Home made musical instrument. Take one cat and one elastic band, grab the cat by the hind legs and tightly stretch the elastic band over its' tea towel holder. Play the instrument by flicking the band with your tongue whist blowing up its' clink. Tiddles will belt out a cracking tune every time.
I was playing the Catapang last night in a jazz quartet and the bastard backfired on me.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!