Grace: Did you hear how Kelly got the famous lollipop yeast infection?
Tara: I heard it was a result of drunk inceast where she took the lollipop right out of the relative's mouth and put it inside her, asking them to find out 'how many licks' it would take to get to the 'center of her pussy'.
One that is, and often should be, involved in many social gatherings, happenings and general goings-on. This individual, though frequently without effort or understanding, is the center of the party, and is, by a matter of course, always consulted before any proceeding of a social nature. This person is, by definition, the SHIT.
Kelly: Hey Stacey, let's see what Steve's doing tonight.
Stacey: Yeah, he's probably got a great party planned; what a social INcast! (Giggles uncontrollably).
The place people call home and where they go to live after they have lost their own home to foreclosure.
It is a good thing the current administration made the single, largest, investment in the nation's infrastructure since the creation of the interstate highway system in the 1950s. Build some more bridges. The homeless have to live somewhere. There is no place like home!
A combination of a crush, infatuation, and lust. This occurs when you feel like you could fall in love with a person you randomly meet and are only in their presence for a very short period of time. This commonly occurs when you least expect it, generally in an obscure setting. While these feelings are accomponied by intense sexual desire, a sense of deeper connection is prevelant.
While I was on vacation with my family, I met a waitress at a run-down seafood restaurant. She had brown hair, tan skin, pink finger-nail polish (which I generally don't care for but this was an exception), and a smokin' hot southern Belle accent. I definitely had an incrustuation on this girl of my dreams.