When someone is clogging up the fast lane by going less than 20 mph over the limit. Typically, it's either a clueless geezer or someone engrossed in a dazzling cell phone discussion unaware of the constipation-like backup behind them. When the cork finally pops and the back up starts flowing, so do the middle fingers.
A freaking Fast Lane Cork made me late for work today.
When in a bind and are at a loss for a quick explanation you perform a little "bathroom magic". i.e. a polite reference to pulling an answer out of your butt.
When John asked where I had been last night I had to perform a little bathroom magic.
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