The adrenaline rush of an overwhelming orgasm after not climaxing for a very long time. Often resulting with the end user to make noises or faces resembling a retarded person.
"Bro, I finally got some action last night. That girltotallygave me that Tardgasm"
The euphoria one experiences when shopping in Target after being deprived of this experience-- for instance, by living in a rural area or moving to a backward, undeveloped nation.
"After 6 months with the Peace Corps, I returned to San Diego and had to restock all my cheap plastic apartment crap. I went to Target and got all flushed and giddy and just felt this rush of ecstasy pushing my massive cart through the glossy, brilliantly lit aisles. Then I went to a second Target, making this a multiple Targasm -- The Big T! When it was all over, i wanted a cigarette-- and i don't even smoke."
Generally after constipation, when one shits so hard that the feeling of relief and the stimulating of the sensory neurons in the anus, generate an orgasm so intense that many have been know to become enraged and rip the fucking toilet seat off of its hinges.
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.