Dave Provenzano. A greasy pseudo-gino living in a pimp-fantasy land with a stench similar to that of a wet dog. He is either an idiot, or his motor functions were impaired by a blow to the head, because he can't seem to stop dancing when techno music starts playing. He also has trouble keeping his shirt, and sometimes his pants, on. Especially when girls are around. Constantly refers to people as "Bros" or "Broman". Cries when he is drunk. Has a chicken wing fetish.
Ryan - "Put your damn shirt on, and stop getting wing sauce all over yourself."
Dave (starts dancing and clapping while eating a chicken wing) - "I'm a pimp bros"
yes i very obviously wrote that about myself their's like 10 of us to have ever existed and the only other definition i could find for my name on here was a good name for weed that uses one of the nicknames i'm the least fond of so yk
stranger: bro your name is provence? damn you gotta be smart, sweet, stunning and caring!
provence: i mean like absolutely but then again who's to say i wouldn't want to come off as absolutely in love with myself i like to consider me as a rather modest creature.
Nickname given to bales of marijuana thrown overboard or out of airplanes. Origin is reportedly from members of the US Coast Guard in the area of Southern Florida.
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
I had a trucker's tan after driving for 10 straight hours on a sunny day.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.