A large gathering of people outside a church participating in some sort of organized activity.
"So I was driving down the street today when I passed by this D.O.U.C.H.E. party outside of the First Baptist Church."
Ernie: "Hey man, my church is having a bake sale on Sunday to raise money. Do you want to come help out?"
Brandon: "No thanks, I hate D.O.U.C.H.E. parties."
D.H.C. or Dirty Hippy Chick in long form, are primarily found on message boards that prophesize about the end of the world coming in 2012. At first meet they encourage you to think of them as spiritual guiders. They find all their wisdoms in the stars, and don't need any factual evidence to get 100% behind a cause. They are often found with 9/11 truthers and Ron Paul sympathizers. Their rightful birth mark comes in shape of herpes.
Hey! That D.H.C. stole my friend's copy of the first season of Arrested Development.
After an hour of her talking about government conspiracies and Mayan calendars I knew I had a D.H.C. on my hands.
No way am I gotta hit that, she's a D.H.C., a herpes string carrier.
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.