A complete loser that shows up around lunchtime if there are vendors nearby. The vendors want a free lunch and will take almost anyone out so they can utilize their employer's expense account. Vendor whores also go to a lot of free sporting events, and are known to take motorboats and other toys as kickbacks. These tie-wearing idiots really annoy those of us who work with the inferior products they try to push on us, so they can get their free lunches and crap.
"Here comes Don. Yep, it's lunchtime again. His Arabic saleman buddy is here to take him to lunch. What a vendor whore."
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A combination of dog and cat loaves picked up in the yard and cooked over a campfire. The bowl weevils and roundworms really make this a tasty treat.
"I put the poop soup back in fido's butt, where it came from."
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Someone who thinks just because he is in a car, no one will notice him picking his nose. Really lame looking.
Look at that loser in the Cadillac, savoring his morsels. Look at all of the autopickers.
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This is what sexually frustrated teenagers do when trying to deal with stirrings from the opposite sex.
"I sure had a severe case of blue balls when Sandy kept beaving me at the party. I had to frusterbate at the filling station on the way home.
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A terrible syndrome that has afflicted many caucasian women. They have some type of unfinished business with their fathers which makes them crave the black man's meat stick. This typically results in the eventual death of the subject. Size really does matter to these overweight, stringy haired sugar mamas. They generally work in Human Resource type jobs.
"Oh my God, Ellen has jungle fever. Did you see her walking bow-legged when that Tyrone guy brought her back from lunch?"
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Basically the same as paddling the pink canoe, except this would be an exceptionally stinky one. The aroma may be reminiscent of rotting fish or salami.
Gosh, every time Doris comes back from the rest room, it smells like stink-finger. I think she goes there to paddle the stink canoe a lot.
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These are the secret panty raids that uniformed workmen go on when you are at work. Ever notice a creamy substance all over your panties on water softener day? How about when the you left the key for the cable guy? Were your bras and panties all stretched out and sticky? Thought so.
"I just know that softener man splooged in my silks last Wednesday. Those uniformed panty raids are increasing."
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