An act of nature performed while hunting Bull Elk in Western Montana. A hunter puts himself in a tripod position and bugles in a large strapping Elk. If the hunter is worth his salt the Bull should score 400+ in Boone and Crocket record books. The gargantuan Bull then comes trotting down the mountain side pissing all over himself. It then mounts the willing hunter unleashing multiple loads of sperm in the hunter's anal cavity. The hunter then waddles back to camp with his butt cheeks clinched as to not spill a drop. Once inside the cozy wall tent he precedes to bukakke all his hunting bros with a massive tsunami of Bull spunk! The hunter is then celebrated and held in the highest esteem of his gun toting peers. Often times the hunter must be transfered to the nearest hospital to stitch the anal tearing and repair the chocolate starfish for next year's hunt.
Why doesn't Court talk about his hunting trips anymore, why does Court no longer fart, wierd. Maybe that Dirty Pfahler had something to do with it.
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 real birthday. 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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*