A person, usually female, with an arse so enormous it takes up two seats on a bus or other public transport. The sight of this apparition Is so remarkable that owner ceases to be a person and become just a mobile arse. The next stage usually results in the disbelieving mind asking a number of questions such as “Is it an elephant in disguise?” “How did it get into those jeans?” “Does it have its own Facebook page?” “Are the seats going to collapse?” This is usually followed by wondering “If it escaped would it attack people and ravage the countryside?” This in turn is followed by the heartfelt prayer, “Please don’t let it fart!”
I was on the busyesterday and this enormous arse got on, talk about a two-seater, if there’d been a third seat it would have had that as well.
Aaron didn't put on his long John's he got back in 1992 for Christmas. On a cold December evening in Regina, waiting in the Starbuck's line for his quad venti half caf breve no foam with whip two splenda stirred skinny three pump peppermint mocha, no sleeve, he clicked on his seater on high. "You lose winter, you lose", he muttered with a slight grin.