The shame you feel when you take a huge dump while you're alone in a public restroom, then one or more people walk into the restroom just as you're about to leave and the smell is at its worst. You're forced to hide in the stall until everyone leaves because you don't want anyone to know it was you who just made the entire restroom smell like pure evil.
Johnny: "I have to go take a dump. I'll be back."
Billy: "Okay. I'll wait."
25 minutes later...
Billy: "Dude, what took you so long??"
Johnny: "Sorry. 3 other guys came in while I was in there. The smell was so bad that I had shit shame. I couldn't show my face until everyone left."
Billy: "Oh yes. Been there. Shit shame is the worst."
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 cleaning Lyle'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.
Police activity, especially of the non-productive type i.e. The act of setting up and patrolling speedtraps, harassing or arresting people based on appearance (racial profiling), breaking up parties, any sort of cannabis bust, etc.
"Did you see all the cops on highway 6? They are oinking hard!"
"I hope Johnny doesn't get caught with his bag of weed, the pigs are oinking"