An explosive sneeze (or, occasionally, a vigorous nose-blow) that projects a large payload of wet mucus ("snot") directly into and onto everything in the immediate vicinity of the deliverer. Ordinary tissues are insufficient to contain its volume when expelled with its characteristic great force.
"Holy Mackerel, Mudhead! That wasn't a sneeze! That was a-- a SNOTSPLOSION! Just look at this mess!"
"Certainly", as expressed by Jerome Horwitz, better known as "Curly" of the "Three Stooges." Translated from the original Brooklynese.
Please be aware the "L" is silent, thus the pronunciation is "Soiten'y." Follow this rule to avoid unnecessary social embarrassment.
Reverend: Do you take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?
Husband: Why, soitenly!
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Adjective. Portmanteau of "vomit" and "atrocious." Conveys the description of something that is so atrocious, it induces the immediate desire to vomit in response.
That video is the most disgusting thing I've ever seen. Why, it's absolutely vomitrocious!
American slang for stealing or pocketing an item, often of dubious or minor value. Archaic , dates from the 1950s-1960s, especially popular on the West Coast in those days.
May have been replaced by "rip off" in the late 1960s, which became a much more broad term and eventually a noun as well as a verb.
"I'm not putting my beer down. One of these biker dudes might cop off with it."
"Where's my hat?"
"That chick you were talking to earlier. I think she copped off with it."
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That popular tourist destination, a regular stop on the Alcohol Express. Tickets often include a sidetrip to nearby Vomitville.
"Holy Toledo! It's only five-thirty, and Rex is already well on his way to Drunktown!"
The popular tourist destination for those embarking on the Alcohol Express. Tickets often include a sidetrip to nearby Vomitville.
"Wow. It's only five-thirty, and Rex is already well on his way to Drunktown!"
Bad beer, usually but not necessarily a homebrew. Characterized by a flat or nonexistent head and that telltale sour, rancid aftertaste.
Chuck took a swig of it and wished he hadn't. "This stuff is horsepiss," he grimaced, holding the cup at
arm's length as though its contents might be contagious.