fafter

fafter is someone who has no ball sack

what a goddam fafter that george lucas is for not letting natalie show her erect nipples in her star wars outfits

by barry handler August 17, 2003

fatter fuck

A fatter fuck is fatter than a fat fuck.

Look at that fatter fuck over there. He's having another desert after desert again. And he thinks that diet coke is going to reduce him to a fat fuck again?

by Ronnieoc714 October 30, 2013

Move Faster Pokey!!!!!

The most epic voice crack in LP history. Originated from the voice of LPer ProtonJon, is now a popular meme among the gaming community.

Move faster Pokey!!!!!! FASTER!!! For the love of god faster!!

by pbudp January 15, 2011

Face-farter

1.) A person who farts in a face repeatedly (at least 2 times or more) in one moment.
2.) A person who loves face farts.
3.) A person who sharted one to many time.

1.) I met a face-farter when the face-farter farted in my face at least 4 times.
2.) I am personally a face-farter, I love smelling face farts.
3.) I became a face-farter by sharting to many times.

by Fracer November 30, 2016

Whites Live Fatter

The presumptively ignorant belief that through out history it has always been advantageous to be white.

He was used to a life of: warnings by the police, 5 star vacations, swimming pools, tennis courts, credit cards, college degrees, career promotions, and tax evasion which all goes to prove Whites Live Fatter.

by Ranchgirls November 18, 2020

fatterbate

the action of pleasuring one's fat

Larissa: "I just saw Evan jiggling his fat and making
orgasmic sounds! It was so gross!!"
Taylor: "Yeah that's called fatterbate... He does it a lot."

by ShockerFan January 17, 2008

Paddle faster, I hear banjos!

A common exclamation when in or around hillbilly infested areas. Doesn't necessarily need to be used when in a canoe; merely a warning to the other non-hillbillies in the vicinity.

It was a bright and sunny day when my father and I decided to go fishing down by the ol' waterhole. I remember that the seagulls looked like delicate little clouds, fluttering in the breeze. We made our way to our canoe and rowed out, fishing rods in hand and a song in our hearts. As we made our way down to the waterhole, we became aware of an eerie silence. The trees around us swayed to a halt. Then, quietly at first but raising in intensity, we heard the twang of a banjo. My father turned to me, his face colorless as he said "Paddle faster, I hear banjos!"

by Survival Guide May 12, 2010