The act of shaking up a beer can until it's highly pressurized, then smashing it against one's forehead until some part of the can begins to spray beer, cracking open the tab then chugging the remaining beer.
Facial frommel is the name representing the layer of saline solution covering an eyeball after applying Bretty Drops. A new brand of eye drops that soothe scratchiness as a result of dried rheum.
A drinking game where a bunch of drunk males (females are welcome too, though they rarely choose to participate) stand around in a circle with one unopened can of beer. The first player shakes the can vigorously and then smashes it against his forehead. The can is then passed to the left. The next player shakes it vigorously and again smashes it against his forehead. The game continues in this fashion until the can eventually explodes against the forehead of one lucky guy, thereby making him the winner of the frummel and earning him the respect of his peers.
I cut my head prettybad in the frummel last night, but it was totally worth it!
To double deal, rip-off and pirate while profiteering from what you steal by providing a 'unique' service to others using the very items/ ideas you stole
My marketing guys proposed building a social network that uses small blog posts instead with real time search - I think they've frommerized Twitter...
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.