After a night of sucking in your farts for 6 hours on your first date, the first 30 minutes post-date generate farts that would pique the interest of a seismologist.
M: Dude I just got back from my date and I have a serious case of the first date farts.
"Holy crap"
"What?"
"You know Mike right?"
"Yes"
"Well I told him U of M rules and the Spartans stink."
"Why are you limping?"
"Well um. I got Fist fucked in the fart box, dry. No lube"
"AWE SICK!"...and you let him"
"I DIDNT HAVE A CHOICE, he loves the Spartans, he went full psycho."
Utility beer is the beer you keep around for the day-to-day moments when beer is a necessity to assist in pedestrian activities (golf, plumbing, yardwork, babysitting, staff meetings, Zoom calls). For the beer snob it is the beer you save for neighbors when they drop in at 3 p.m. on a Tuesday. It is differentiated from the actual high-end beer you save for special events, holidays, and special tastings.
Person 1: Dave, did you bring along those hazy craft IPA's so we could drink while cleaning Lyle's pool?
Person 2: Nope. I just have a bunch of utility beer that Steve dumped on me. Good enough for this. It is only 10:30 a.m.
Police activity, especially of the non-productive type i.e. The act of setting up and patrolling speedtraps, harassing or arresting people based on appearance (racial profiling), breaking up parties, any sort of cannabis bust, etc.
"Did you see all the cops on highway 6? They are oinking hard!"
"I hope Johnny doesn't get caught with his bag of weed, the pigs are oinking"