When U find yourself trapped in the John scared to pull up your expensive Calvins simply due to your Rusty Bullet Hole apparently feeding a single unpassable turd slowly out onto the paper as if someone had hidden a lipstick dispenser up your arse and was slowly turning the base!
Look, its not my fault, OK? I got a fucking Lipstick Arse situation here! Go on without me and Ill catch you up!
by ..WiL May 19, 2005
Get the Lipstick arsemug.