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A drinking game played at parties by 2 men, in which three cups are arranged in a triangle and filled with beer. (Players must like beer.)
One player flips a quarter while the other calls heads or tails. The three drinks are then roofied and handed out to female party-goers. Players then simultaneously rape the first woman to pass out. The coin flip determines who takes anal.
At the moment of climax, players give each other a high five and maybe hold hands there for a bit (optional). Technically the rule is that players cannot make eye contact during intercourse but we all know they do it anyway.
Pretty gay imo
"After working out with PJ and Squee, Brett and Mark went to a party and engaged in a game of Devils Triangle."
"I can't believe you bragged about having a Devils Triangle in your yearbook bro! Everyone's talking about what a homo you are."
"The 'honorable' Judge Brett Kavanaugh perjured himself a bit when questioned about the Devils Triangle. Just a bit though imo."
When you find a random poop in a low flow toilet and proceed to dip your nuts into the water.
"Martin loved his dump bagging. I mean, you can't catch herpes twice, right?
An interjection originally synonymous with phrases such as "Great job!" and "That was amazing!"
In modern times it is almost exclusively used ironically after someone makes a mistake. It can be derogatory of their decisions or skills, or may be diminutive of their achievements.
Fitzy faced the bars. The cell doors were locked until they went down for slop. "At least they can't pull a houdini this time," he thought, remembering the botched attempt at what they thought was a quirky surprise. On the up side, the rectal reconstruction gave him nearly 3 full weeks of recovery time in the hospital wing. Fond memories: better food, a warmer bed, and the others felt so bad for him they said, "Rub and tugs only Fitz. Until you're out of here!" That only lasted two weeks but he could tell his forearm definition was much improved.
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Fitzy preferred to pass this humiliating time thinking about being exonerated and going home. He knew it was coming, as it had 100 times before, but even as his head swam from the final donkey punch he knew he had heard it. "Nicedan," he knew the definition well but had Tank intended it in traditional meaning or had he intended it to insult? It didn't matter. For a moment his mind wandered to when "rafty" had become the favorite adjective of the inmate population. He had never seen so much confusion and chaos! He snapped back to the present.
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"You fool," he rebuked himself pointedly, "you thought the worst was over." Somehow he knew that all of the prisoners would soon appropriate his moniker to debase, subdue, and chasten him in one, final shame. "Nicedan," he thought. Nicedan indeed.