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When youâre in a public restroom taking a shit in your favorite stall and push out a log followed by residual gas that flaps and echoes off of all of walls.
Dude, did you hear my shitecho? It sounded like the tuba you played in high schoolâ¦awful.
Similar to scissoring, but involves two happy men rubbing their buttholes together while making extravagant wishes.
I just saw the most ridiculous meme ever. "Was it a girl yelling at a cat?" No, it was two dudes rubbing lamps and asking for pearl necklaces, tea bags, and chocolate starfish. I didn't get it.
A bar trick usually performed by a female server or bar tender on a patron that has closed their tab without tipping and hung around to bullshit with friends. At this point, the server/bar tender re-engages with the patron and precedes to tell them about the urban legend that if someone blows on one's asshole, that person can't shit. At this point, the non-tipper is so obliterated and a non-believer of the urban legend and asks to have it proven. At this point, the server/bar tender has the patron lie on their back up on the bar, on the floor, or on a stage. They then pull down their pants to expose the chocolate star and ask the non-tipper to blow. Upon the cool breeze hitting the 'ol balloon knot, the bowels are released, leaving a free swirly on the patron's face.
Yo, the other night I hung out with Jason at the Watering Hole and he brought his dumbass co-worker, Adam, with him. That mother fucker bought over $100 of booze and didn't tip our server. He then proceeded to hang around like Epstein in a prison cell. After a while, the server told him THE urban legend. And yes, he fell for it. She gave him the blown surprise and shat all over his face! It was EPIC!!
A bar trick usually performed by a female server or bar tender on a patron that has closed their tab and hung around to bullshit with their friends. At this point, the server/bar tender re-engages with the non-tipper to tell them the legend of if you blow on oneâs asshole, one is unable to shit. With that, the patron calls shenanigans and asks the server/bar tender to prove it. Without hesitation, the server has the cheap bastard lie on their back on the bar/a table/the floor, pulls down her pants to expose her balloon knot, then has the scumbag blow a sweet breeze. Upon the wind hitting the chocolate star, she releases an extrusion of warm soft-served shitty logs onto the mother fuckerâs face.
Yo, the other night I hung out with a buddy at the Watering Hole and he brought his dumbass coworker with him. That mother fucker bought over $100 of booze and didnât tip the bar tender. He then hung around like Epstein in a jail cell. Eventually the bar tender told him THE legend and as expected, he didnât believe it and asked her to prove it. So, she gave him the blown surprise and released Thursdays meatloaf all over his face. It was epic!
When you have every sign that your bowels are full beyond capacity and a major shit needs to be taken, but upon parking your ass on the commode and easing the tension on your blowhole, all that comes out is 100psi of fecal flavored gas. No poop. Not even an M&M. Just enough methane to heat an igloo for the winter.
Me: Ah oh, I need to find a toilet immediately!
You: Thereâs a bathroom over there.
Me: <running for my life >
You: I hope he doesnât make it.
Also you: Well, that was fast.
Me: Yep, it was only a gasplosion.
Also me: The velocity of brown wind made the fucking toilet flush itself!
A politically correct workplace word for the act of metaphorically sucking one's boss's dick (or strap-on) or going well out of one's way to get a promotion, raise, day off, ect. that is beyond normal brown-nosing.
Hey man, Terry's in the Director's office performing some corporate fellatio again. Let's see if he wipes off his mouth when he comes out.
This is an event that occurs when a shit has brewed under the extreme pressure of last nightâs streak and youâre now sitting on the commode ready to unload. At this moment, the gas escapes as such a velocity that you no longer have the sphincter strength to stop this hell from escaping. Usually it starts with a quick clap, followed by gigantic explosion that breaks the sound barrier, then ends with a dry-to-wet sputtering that let leads to feces in any state of matter to then rely on gravity to make a splash. It should also be pointed out that the explosion has a specific echo that is purely unique to this event. And, you ALL know what I mean.
I just had the most epic sonic poo of my life. The pressure was immense and I may be deaf now.