Damn! I had to clean up dog poop in my yard, and it was all smoozy. What's that dog eating?
Variant of Ben Dover (bend over). Allows one to simply introduce themself as Mr. Dover. IYKYK.
"Hi. My name is Ben. That's Mr. Dover to you."
Friend: "My boss fucked me with a massive workload today. Didn't even give me a courtesy reach-around.'
Me: "Just call you Mr. Dover."
When said aloud, it sounds like you're saying "suck my dick" very quickly.
Friend: "Why don't you shut up?"
Me: "Yeah? Smedic."
It's who to call when you're "tired of the steady drip...drip...drip of gonorrhea".
From an early Cheech & Chong routine.
"Tired of the steady drip...drip...drip of gonorrhea? Call Peter Rooter..."
Driver who, when entering the freeway, attempts to pass every car possible via the on-ramp before merging as the on-ramp ends (despite having numerous opportunities to merge safely prior). Of course, if oneself is doing it you're an on-ramp hero. If someone else is doing it, they're simply an asshole.
Passenger in my car: "Dude! On-ramp hero. You can pass a least six more cars."
Some jerk trying to play on-ramp hero nearly caused a wreck on my way to work.
The toilet, specifically when one is hunched over it vomiting loudly.
I got so drunk last night that I ended calling Ralph long distance on the great white porcelain phone.
Blowing out a snot-ball when you're sitting on your board waiting on a wave. Usually by pressing on one side of your nose and blowing mucous directly into the sea, but also by blowing snot into your hand and flinging it away from you.
Brah, my nose started running while I was waiting on that set. Had to do a gnarly surfer honk.