The back row in a theater, sports arena, or church. Since they're often dark and secluded, they're theoretically the best place to get a handjob, without being seen by some fuckwipe.
Joe: Duuuuuuude we should've gotten our tickets way sooner- we're stuck in the back row.
Bob: Ha says you - me and my girl always wanted handjob seats.
Joe: Oh yeah? I'm gonna sit in the third row. Whatever seat I sit in is the handjob seat.
Seats in a theater, usually for a live show of some sort, that are so high and far away from the stage that you get a "nosebleed" from the high altitude.
"Where were you for poker night, man?"
"Oh, man - My girlfriend dragged me to the opera! The show was horrible AND we had nosebleed seats!"
"Rough, dude."
The act of concealing your handgun under your car seat. The car manufacturer Audi, and a few others placed a built in compartment underneath the driver and passenger seats for storing items. This compartment can be used to store your firearm.
Example 1. "You better watch yourself tryin' to run up on them after bouncin' from the club, I heard they got the heated seats"
Example 2. "Me and my boy both keep our burners under our seats, xd40 n glock 40, we got the heated seats baby!"
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.