Blue Collar Metal heads that are known for rural mischief and listening to (but not limited to) Southern Brand Groove/Sludge/Doom/Death Metal. Can be identified by Pantera and Acid Bath T shirts. Although they might partake in regular "Redneck" past times (Hunting, Fishing, Drinking) they usually only dress passingly as Redneck with a mandatory Band T shirt, bandana, and cheap sunglasses. They don't have to be from the South, but almost always have an affinity for blue collar lifestyles and hard scrabble life.
"Johnny spent all his money from his carpentry job on tickets to the Crowbar concert, he's such a fuckin' Redneck Metalhead"
"That Redneck Metalhead over there has had that truck since Highschool, he drove it to a Slayer concert across the country back in the 90s and it was old then. Only a Redneck would do that, but only a Redneck Metalhead would do it for a concert"
1. Select a player (real or fantasy) during a sports draft to spite or anger one or more of your opponents because they had intended to select him/her.
2. Select a player (real or fantasy) during a sport draft to put one or more of your opponents at a strategic disadvantage.
1. Billy hate drafted Chad OchoCinco because he knew Sam had wanted him since he is from Cincinnati. Billy already had plenty of players to fill that position but wanted to make sure Sam didn't get him.
2. Billy hate drafted Peyton Manning because he was the only good quarterback left and he knew Sam had been planning on drafting him.
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 cleaningLyle'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.