Little, feisty creatures that love to sneak in your boxers at night then when you put them on in the morning they launch a full scale assault on your crotch.
Friend 1: Dude stop itching your nuts, what the hell's wrong with you?
Friend 2: Fool, obviously I'm dealing with crotch gremlins.
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.