Eating entirely too much meat, usually beef, resulting in a constipated state the next day whereby you sit on the toilet taking a dry shit and sweatIng profusely trying to work it out.
I had the Don Shula special at the steakhouse and I spent the next day with a meat sweat plug.
The mystery meat often given on sandwiches in county jail for lunch. Some will try to call it bologna, but it is not. Often pink in appearance and appears to be sweating. Most of it is completely disgusting.
Bill: What are they serving for lunch?
George: Lunch is the same thing every day. Sweat meat sandwiches and two smallcookies.
The name for the condition you find yourself in when you have imminent blowout diarrhea and are in the last steps of a hurried dash to the nearest toilet.
The rush of neurotransmitters and neuropeptides triggered specifically by watching the Seven Dwarfs march home singing "Heigh-Ho" — that particular high of pickaxes, whistling while you work, and communal domestic bliss in a cottage built for men half your height.
I only meant to watch the Heigh-Ho scene for the endwarfins, and then it was two hours later and I'd watched the whole movie.
Endwarfins aren't just a Snow White thing — I get the same hit off the Lollipop Guild in Oz.