I was at Jersey Mike's on my lunch break, and sitting one table over I see this guy wearing a New England Patriots Tebow jersey, and I'm like oh Lord keep me from doing what I'm about to do, and I look at my half eaten chicken parm, and I look over at Chowder stuffing his face with bread and mayo, and I look back to my chicken parm, and I look back at Tebow, and I ask God for strength, but Chowder starts choking and hacks out a thick, rattly cough, and doesn't cover his mouth, and it's like I leave my own goddam corporeal being and watch as a hand not my own picks up the parm, and a body not my own rises, walks over to Tebow, yells "Cover your fucking mouth next time," and slaps the parm down on his sandwich. Suddenly returned to my self, I shout, "You just got fucking DUKED" raise my arms, and walk out. Best fucking duking of my life.

My boy puked in my car, but he was Duke about it and cleaned up.
My chick is Duke, doesn't mind dudes poker night.

I never knew "duke" was a slang word for butt sex.

I'm going somewhere with the dukes

"Put up your dukes, and lets rumble"

"Lets duke it out. first one to cry is a yancy pants."

Of course Duke won't sell the secret family recipe.

Sam: "What's up duke?"
Charles: "Nothing what about you dude?"

Brian: "What do you think about John?"
Kevin: "Duke is cool."