A man born when the babylonian sun used to be in the constellation of cancer. A man with a gluteus maximus which has been deemed the standard of hardness for surgical tool sharpening. He is the man of last call. A callboy who has never disappointed a woman. His voice is morphine. On acid. There's no account of anyone escaping his velour sonority, except very small insects which can't be proven to have hearing at all. And Pumba ate them anyway. For all intents and purposes, James Bond wishes he was Niiamah.
Thesaurus lists "Nemo" as Synonym of Niiamah. But with a huge penis, a rubber cast of which exists.
James Bond: "Is that Niiamah?"
Judy Dench: "Yes, I almost cut my face on his gluteus maximus."
James Bond: "Damn, I wish I was him."
Judy Dench: "Me too, but we'll have to be happy with this rubber cast of his penis."
Utility beer is the beer you keep around for the day-to-day moments when beer is a necessity to assist in pedestrian activities (golf, plumbing, yardwork, babysitting, staff meetings, Zoom calls). For the beer snob it is the beer you save for neighbors when they drop in at 3 p.m. on a Tuesday. It is differentiated from the actual high-end beer you save for special events, holidays, and special tastings.
Person 1: Dave, did you bring along those hazy craft IPA's so we could drink while cleaning Lyle's pool?
Person 2: Nope. I just have a bunch of utility beer that Steve dumped on me. Good enough for this. It is only 10:30 a.m.
Police activity, especially of the non-productive type i.e. The act of setting up and patrolling speedtraps, harassing or arresting people based on appearance (racial profiling), breaking up parties, any sort of cannabis bust, etc.
"Did you see all the cops on highway 6? They are oinking hard!"
"I hope Johnny doesn't get caught with his bag of weed, the pigs are oinking"