An enthusiastic expert in the depth of aromas in human fecal matter. Often found outside restrooms, waiting for a waft of olfactory pleasure emanating from a porcelain bowl full of goodies. Some like rich full reds, others fine crisp whites. The poop sommelier seeks the browns and often greens of excrement.
That incessant imp was outside the bathroom again waiting for me as I was taking a shit. What is wrong with him?
Answer: Poop Sommelier
An enthusiastic expert in the depth of aromas in human fecal matter. Often found outside restrooms, waiting for a waft of olfactory pleasure emanating from a porcelain bowl full of goodies. Some like rich full reds, others fine crisp whites. The poop sommelier seeks the browns and often greens of excrement.
That incessant imp was outside the bathroom again waiting for me as I was taking a shit. What is wrong with him?
Answer: Poop Sommelier
To accidentally or intentionally serve ones self.
-i'll just throw a grenade at this noob.... oh shit I dropped it shi--- DEAD
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Excuse me, I have to go to the bathroom and do some problems in bowelgebra.
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1. to take down a huge hand in poker (i.e. winning a hand by a landslide, a full house vs. one pair.)
2. to make girls cream their panties once they set eyes on a person of the oppsite sex
1. He wolfed that pot, now he's sitting high with a boatload of chips.
2. You see Jaime wolf when she took a gander at Dick's huge cock.
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a magic trick of sorts, when you are banging a chick from behind you fake an orgasm, pull out, and spit on her back jerking off all the while, you must time it right so when she turns around thinking the love making is over, you cum right in her face!
***sometimes also known as the second gunman***
The name is directly derived from the great magically magical Harry Houdini!
concerned co-worker what happened to your eye janine?
janine oh, that shit stain of a boyfriend gave me the houdini at point blank range.
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Taking a nice hard stab with a flesh machete into 200 lbs of healthy guts and going around the world with it. Repeatedly. Sometimes at work. Mostly because itâs convenient. We call it stirring paint because of the sound, mostly. And because itâs typically messy, especially when you pull the stirrer out.
I heard it again. Theyâre stirring paint in the mop closet. Again. Shameless. I wonder if it was Sherman Williams, or the cheap Sears shit.