Me: Would you like some discos?
An american: Dude thats like so 70's, you mean club
Me: They're crisps
An american: U mean chips?
Me: No i mean crisps, its our language, you ruined it.
a well dressed female who regularly visits dance clubs and gains notoriety from her intoxicated antics which include but are not limited to: dancing wildly while lifting her skirt to show her lack of underwear, an unusually high tolerance to both cocaine and ketamine, spitting and yelling at other women who she perceives to judge her, and peeing or vomiting in alleys.
This discocunt on the dance floor is turnt up, but dudes are still buying her drinks to keep the show going. OMG, is her labia pierced??
Also known as, John Deacon. He was the bassist for the band, Queen.
He sure loved to boogy and wiggle his booty.
Also, before you go... Freddie Mercury gave all of his band mates female names. Disco Deaky didn't get one because he was to... masculine.
Random Dude Who Listens to Rap: "Who the heck is that dood over there, dancing like a hobo?"
Me: "That's Disco Deaky my dood. Time to switch ur music up a little. I'm a little... offended."
The “Discomfort Inn” is a hotel/motel that is a huge disappointment to you when you stay there overnight. First, they’re out of ice, then the fire alarm goes off at 3:00 am and you have to hurry and get dressed to leave and go out in the cold. After waiting outside, you find out it was a false alarm. You get up in the morning only to find that there is no breakfast left.
Rick was so aggravated with his visit at the motel, when asked if his overnight stay was comfortable; he blurted out that it should be called “The Discomfort Inn!”
Ears ringing, jaw fractured, three ribs cracked, four broken, diaphragm hemorrhaging. Physical recovery: six weeks. Full psychological recovery: six months.