Once you drop anchor on your partner's knee (lay cable or take the browns to the superbowl) you gently strattle the log between the leg and your taint and rock back and forth
noun; An apparatus which is inserted in the vaganus, creating an artificial taint, separating the functions of the vagina and the anus.
The Tainter 2000 uses a new technology formulated, by entrepreneurs Caviar Cat and Whipped Cream Whale, to give hope to the hopeless and end the horrible scourge of the vaganus once and for all.
This delicious delicacy is made with the leftover smegma from your gooch. The tasty remnants are then rolled up into little tatter tot sized balls and baked on high for 30-35 minutes. It is crucial that they are given 5 minutes to cool, as this will complete the crisping process. Recommended for ages 5+
Johnny Crapplebees: Yo Tyrant, I’m looking for a nice side to go with my turkey sandwich. Any suggestions?
Tyrantula: Juicy Johnson.. I got the perfect snack for you. Try some of the Tainter Tots I made last night, they’ll really hit the spot and even pack some protein. I also have a nice creamy dipping sauce for ya too if you’re interested ;)
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.