Hubert Cumberdale is a finger puppet, no doubt a creation by Salad Fingers himself due to the fact that he is afraid of human vocal projections. He supposedly tastes like soot and poo, and occationally will appear to Salad Fingers, when he is in an altered state of mind, becoming angry for fleeting moments.
example? Well I don't think I can really give you an example.. thats just asking way too much of me...
2. A finger puppet created by Salad Fingers as an imaginary best friend. He occassionally appears along with Salad Fingers in his dreams/fantasies. In Episode 5, he has apparently been renamed 'Barbara Logan Price'.
1. Hubert Cumberdale, you taste like soot and poo!
2. Well, if it isn't... uhh... Barbara... Logan... Price. I've made you a friend-hat.
A Cumbernauld Sausage is like a Cumberland Sausage, but made by an unemployed scumbag living on the streets. It is full of dirt and looks like something dumped inside the Cumbernauld Town Centre. Popular with homeless people in that area, but universally hated in other towns.
Very much like a cumberland sausage, but only in shape. Manufactured by allowing a used tampon to become saturated in beef-gravy and then forced into a (often used also) flavoured condom. Tied at the end, it resembles any other sausage, though the taste is rather different. Very popular in Cumbernauld and the surrounding areas (Airdrie and Coatbridge) amongst the Glasgow diaspora. Does not export well. Suitable for vegetarians.
That was a lovely night of Buckfast, though my head is pounding with Alcohol withdrawal. Perhaps a Cumbernauld Sausage will cure me of these ills.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
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.