A magazine filled with hella expensive stuff no one would use in real life. The magazine was created for billionaires and rich, ass white people to spend the extra million dollars they find between their couch cushions on.
"Honey, pass me that Hammacher Schlemmer magazine," said Mark as he put on his gucci sunglasses.
Friend 1: I'll just drive her out to "get lucky rock" then once we're out there I'll just say I'm out of gas and that we'll have to stay the night out there
Friend 2: I don't know man thats about an 8.5 on my schemometer
Friend 1: What?
Friend 2: Obviously you schemed about that plan for a while, you're a creep
The act of getting too drunk and trying to tell people how drunk you by using the word either smashed or hammered. But seeing that your so drunk you can't talk, in the middle of your sentence you get real confused and the word "schmammered" slurringly comes out of your mouth.
Amanda put down her drink, looked me in the eyes, got real excited and said, "Schmaynard, I'm Schmammered."