What happens when, after a long hard ride on the Palm Express to Tissue Lane, your manhood randomly decides it just isn't finished yet. After a longer and more satisfying ham-spanking session, it is still not done. In fact it won't go away, no matter how long and hard you work at it. It is like a zombie, because it will not die. In fact -- it is a zomboner!
Dude, I jacked off nine times last night. Zomboner!
My zomboner is killing me man. In bed, in the shower ...
Jack: "What the fuck man, you've got a boner at football practice?"
Billy: "Zomboner, man!"
A boner that won't go away, no matter how many times you choke the chicken, slap the ham, catch the snake, or go for a ride on the Righty Express. A zombie boner, that won't die.
Dude, my zomboner won't go away.
DUDE, why do you have a boner?! 'Zomboner, man.'
Your zomboner is frustrating me.
A posthumous erection caused by rapid or violent death such as a bullet wound or a traumatic blow to the head. Death erections can also be provoked by auto-erotic asphyxiation, (like in strangulation or hanging).
"Speculation continues to swirl around the death of actor David Carradine. One thing is for sure, he had one hell of a zomboner."
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.