Gonadnarel is a mafia. Usually related to the mafia party game. It is used interchangeably with "mafia" or "mafioso". It is both a verb and a noun.
It's derived from "gonad", which is a euphemism for "dicks", but you can't call them that lest they'll gonadnarel you. And "narel", from the infamous hooker Nad Narel.
A point during masturbation where you start to lose control and revert to a Neanderthal goon tard, often after hitting poppers or smoking an insane amount of weed. The pleasure becomes so intense that your eyes roll back, your mouth opens into an "O", and you're either panting, grunting, making monkeybate sounds or babbling about how good your penis feels.
A popular phrase from a popular flash movie. A squirrel is singing a song about saying "Whee!", when all of the sudden, he says "When you're a kid and you wanna go whee, but you ain't got drugs yet, hold on for your life. Hold on to your little.. gonads.. and strife"
(threebrain.com)
gonads and strife.. gonads and strife.. gonads and strife... gonads in the LIGHTNING, IN THE LIGHTNING IN THE RAIN! WHEEEEEEEeeeee
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
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.