The Trevor

The Trevor is an individual endowed with morbid obesity. Usually keeps an "emergency cake" in his bedroom behind break-away glass to scarf down in case there's insufficient food around during a moment of intense hunger. When the Trevor is not eating, it can usually be found trying to get video clips of claymore-cancel quick scopes in Call Of Duty in an attempt to join faze clan. The Trevor is rarely willing to obtain it's own food, so a push-cart system can be found installed in its bedroom as a direct line for its parents to send food through so it never has to walk to the fridge. On occasion, the Trevor will get stuck when passing through a door way, so a large amount of butter is often required to help grease it through.

Guy 1: "Hey man i think The Trevor got stuck in the doorway again, we need to grease him through before he has another bowel movement!"

Guy 2: "Ahh shit man, go get the butter from the fridge. It's going to be a long afternoon"

artificial vacation

When you work a shitty minimal wage job and want a week off, but cant request a week off legitimately, so you string together a series of days off by combining all of the favors people owe you to cover your shift multiple days in a row whilst also using as many "sick" days are allowed without getting fired in order to create yourself an artificial vacation.

Work has me hella stressed so i need the week off, so i made myself an artificial vacation by asking all of my co-workers who owe me favors to cover my shifts for me the next few days.