Cap'n Bullmoose's definitions

passing

When a guy of color dresses and talks like a Young Republican and eats baloney sandwiches on white bread, and all the local white paddies and ofays think that the guy is a white paddy.

Rastus changed his name to Robert, put on a grey suit and a red tie, stopped shuckin' and jivin', and bought a white Oldsmobile. He got the kink out of his hair and stopped drinking cheap malt liquor. Now he's passing down in Racine.

by Cap'n Bullmoose October 9, 2007

zorch cow

Cool, fresh, outta sight, real George.

Common in the early 1950s.

That was a zorch cow game.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 23, 2005

gunsel

In prison, a cheap little punk.

Also in prison, a catamite.

Eduardo is going to cut that little gunsel.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005

stooge-o-matic transmission

An automotive transmission built for people who don't know how to shift gears, such as old granny ladies, mush wimps, effeminate males, soccer moms, and yuppie twits. This transmission has no clutch, and uses a torque converter.

People who don't know how to drive get stooge-o-matic transmissions, and therefore never learn how to drive. They put their brakes on for random cosmic events. They put their brakes on going down hills. You should see all the pantywaist stooge-o-matic drivers with burnt-out brakes on the roads in the Rocky Mountains!

Chalmers the mush wimp drives a sports car with a stooge-o-matic transmission.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 20, 2005

shack

A private fuzz cop hired by a railroad to toss bums off of moving freight trains.

In the Big Rock Candy Mountain,
There's a land that's fair and bright,
Where the handouts grow on bushes
And you sleep out every night.
The shacks all have to tip their hats and the railroad bulls are blind...

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 23, 2005

oboe

An ill wind that nobody blows good.

Lynne played Telemann's oboe concertos at the concert.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 30, 2005

pawnbroker's balls

The upper limit of extreme, uncomfortable cold, not measurable with a thermometer.

Man, it's colder than a pawnbroker's balls. All three of 'em.

by Cap'n Bullmoose April 21, 2005