When your dogglestyle cream pie drips onto your kicks.
I Left my Jordans on for more traction, now I got this big ass blob of Shoe Mustard that won't come out. I'm lucky it wasn't truffle butter.
When your finger goes in "three knuckles deep" in a oraface or sphincter. Or a colonoscopy gone wrong.
We had so much tequila last night, she went the full spinach on me.