A woman with a potato-shaped body and face. A tater twat's only hope for sexual contact is to openly solicit any person who is willing--many times being society's rejects- dirty hobos, alchoholics, unbathed homeless.
The tater twat is passed through a population of men in an office enviroment-- in perfect hot-potato fashion--each one getting their turn then running the other way.
The pregnancies that result from these encounters end with birth, the sound of which can be likened to a fresh tatertot plopping out of a tot machine. This is the origin of referring to babies as 'tots.' Tots never know who their dad is, if they really want to know, Maury Povich's help is required.
Man, did you see the new girl Connie? Total tater twat, she smells like fried chicken!
The selfish asshole who proudly refuses to wear a facemask during a pandemic. This person is culpable for spreading contagion among a population. A proximate schnoz will still expect sympathy when they catch covid, ebola, or similar plagues. We won't forget the proximate schnozs among us.
Yeah, Steve is real prick- the proximate schnoz of the office - he looks sweaty, bet the asshole has a fever. Motherfucker just sneezed, I'm out!
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When two or more successive tinder hookups accidentally overlap, thus ruining the following encounter.
The fly in the appointment was slowpoke Stacy. Jessica arrived literally as Stacy was leaving. Both flipped out and left, round two will have to be a selfie.