The combination of Cookies and Creme Muscle Milk mixed only the classiest Zhenka. Drank in the same manner as an Irish Car Bomb. Invented for the meatiest of Jersey goers. In memory of the Hindenburg Blimp and logic.
Guido: Pass me a Hindenbomb I need ta get pumped and wasted.
Guidette: You got it bro, I'll take one too to for my post workout drank!
After a big hit, what happens when you cough back into the bong, blowing ash, embers and smoke all over.
Wow, that dude's a total lightweight. One hit and he hacked back a class 5 Hindenbong. Thought he was going to set the furniture on fire. Took, like, five minutes for the smoke to clear.
Someone or something that bites your ankles.
To a postman, an ankle biter is often known as a dog.
To an adult, an ankle biter may be a toddler.
To hikers, an ankle biter is sometimes a tick.
And so on.