A small town in Boklavesh where everything and everyone is named Boklavesh. All the Boklaveshians pray to Lord Boklavesh III every third Tuesday in September every six leap years. Boklaveshians also celebrate Boklaveshmas instead of Christmas. Boklavesh is also the name of my Alcholic father who passed away after smoking too many Boklaveshes 29 Boklaveshes ago.
Boklavesh give me my Boklavesh back I need to drive down to Boklavesh to pick up some Boklavesh.
To slap and or be slapped in the face with a book, usually a medium or large paperback with about 500 to 1000 pages (Telephone book, Computer Book, Etc)
Jim: "You better tell us the code, or else !"
Steve: "Or else what ?"
Jim: "Or I'll bookslap your ass !"
When you pull off some smartass comeback against a crappy teacher that gains everyone else a few glorious moments of banter, but gains you extrawork or a detention.
Teacher: Where's your book?
Smartass: At home.
Teacher: What's it doing there?
Smartass: Having more fun than me.
*insert laughter here*
Teacher: Detention at lunch for not doing your homework.
Skrub: Damn, he just got bookslapped.