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sillymonster 

Ben is a sillymonster because he jacks off his dad.
sillymonster by lazerhands May 23, 2006

sillytoe 

A guy that good at sex and has a nice cock
sillytoe by Ahahahyeueisnxbage April 9, 2021

Gillytown lakes

When the guy who was picking the American golf course the PGA was gonna use for the Masters, he accidentally wrote “Augusta” on the company email, without realizing the actual course for the Masters was supposed to be Guilford Lakes Public Golf Course. Known lovingly as Gillytown Lakes by locals, this is not only the most beautiful, but the hardest golf course ever created by humankind. Not only are the views stunning, the ball is literally impossible to make in the hole without being exceptionally skilled at golf. The 6th hole is known for being lined by an impressive row of trees, which many golfers are susceptible to hit their ball into. The ball often goes into the street on the final hole, but Gillytown golfers know to play it where it lies.
Did you hear Mike shot just 1 over par on Gillytown Lakes today?
Gillytown lakes by -INF Randy October 11, 2021

Sillycorn 

A mental condition that occurs late at night when you have been up for way too long. Everything becomes funny, even though it wouldn't be funny at all in the daytime.
Person 1: Quit touching me queer! You're really pissing me off!
Person 2: Well, you're a...vagina face!
(Everyone in the room cracks up)
Person 1: Man we are really sillycorn.
Person 2: Fuck yeah, hand me another Red Bull.
Sillycorn by 13inchwang June 30, 2010

Ticket to Slaytown 

An alcoholic beverage, traditionally served in a pint class. Generally made up of ice and Vermouth.
Patron: Yo, bartender! Gimme a Ticket to Slaytown!
Bartender: What the hell are you talking about?
Patron: Geez, go back to bartending school, amateur!

Ticket to Slaytown 

An alcoholic beverage, traditionally served in a pint glass. Generally made up of ice and Vermouth, but can be custom catered to the alcoholic's preference.
Patron: Yo, bartender! Gimme a Ticket to Slaytown! On the double!
Bartender: What the hell are you talking about? A ticket to what?
Patron: Geez, go back to bartending school ya amateur! I need to wet my whistle before I slay!
Bartender: Oh! Ticket to slaytown! Coming right up!