The clouds of ash and cinders from Mt. St. Helens were dangerous enough, but it was the lavalanche that really spelled disaster for nearby communities.
The act of taking a shit, and drilling a cavity into the shit with your penis. Then, you cum in the cavity, and you, or your partner consume it in one bite.
The result of a crappy band name maker, Penis Avalanche is the name of the dopest jazz band in the northern hemisphere. Playing hit singles such as "Trunk of the Pussy Spray" and "Fuck Mel Gibson" the band has quickly gained success as the number one band in Albion, Washington.
The band has since broken up, and reformed so often, that most of the members have no longer play an instrument and instead stare awkwardly at each other for the better part of 12 hours while watching hipster music videos on Youtube and making fun of their poor bass player.
"I can't wait to see the PenisAvalanche, I heard they've reformed again!"
When a man stands behind a bald person on their knees and slowly cums on the top of their head so it will run down the persons face, like an avalanche runs down a mountain.
“Man, I want to Swiss Avalanche on Amber Rose so bad.”
Wife: “Honey, the results are back. I have Cancer. Now, we can finally Swiss Avalanche like we’ve always wanted to.”
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.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."