A vehemoth sports hard-on caused by the outrageous performance of the Arkansas Razorbacks, particularly under the leadership of BMFP (Bobby Motha' Effin' Petrino). Usually begins as a razorchub and through sports talk, articles, and whatnot becomes a full-flying razorboner.
Norb: Man, I had trouble concentrating today. All I could think about is my huge razorboner.
Drew: Totally. All day I look at sports articles about the hogs and stroke my razorboner. It was at full mast today. Ready to sail the swine seas.
Norb: Tell me about it. I got up from my desk today and rearranged all my paperwork with my raging razorboner on accident. Thank goodness I'd finished my coffee.
A person, not just a male, that insists on always having a blade, be it a simple pocket knife to a straight razor. This person further insists that he can fight with it, and fight well.
We were chilling at our spot when my ex showed up. I was gonna tell her off but she is dating a razorboy.
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.