Former name of the Kansas Turnpike. In the 1970s the road was in terrible shape, and many people called it the Kansas Turdpike. I refined the word into the Kansas Turdpile. Several years later, the toll road bonds from the early 1950s were paid off, but they left the tolls on, so there were vast amounts of money for repairs. Now they are anal about repairing even the tiniest glitch, and we no longer call it the Turdpile, although I accidentally forget sometimes.
When the Kansas Turdpile opened in 1956 (it wasn't a turdpile yet, as described above), and for several years afterward, the speed limit was 80. At the same time the regular interstates in Kansas, which were vastly better designed expressways, had a speed limit of 75. Today both are 70.
The anus. It is also know as the butthole, fecal dispenser, cigar cutter, the moist, poop chute, crap cooker, colon, fartbox, shit lips, sphincter, ol' crusty, etc.
Dude, I have to pass a loaf so bad that I can hear it. If I don't get to the toilet soon it will slide past the turdstile.
People in certain cultures feed millet seeds to cows on certain auspicious festive days, like all they get to eat is tons of millets all day. Cows can't handle millets & the seeds come out whole in cow dung the next day, like its studded with tons of millets
Joanna: Hey I was planning to go to the Hare Krishna temple to feed millets to cows, wanna come along?
Roxanne: Hell no, don't, you'll give them cows a bad case of turdmillets
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.