When a girl breaks up with her boyfriend and invites you over for "crab dinner" but is in actuality initiating oral sex
C: How was your day man?
Q: Busy day, did some gardening and had a crab dinner
C: You mean you went bushwhacking and showed off that tongue game.
Q: You know it
When you dress up for an elegant dinner and show up to the formal event but the food being served is fast food.
Yeah, I went to the event. It was a complete presidential dinner.
The sense of dread you get when seeing someone naked for the first time because their body is nothing like you anticipated due to a government shutdown.
I brought becky home last night, man what a presidential dinner.
Alone together on a Saturday or Sunday night, during a quiet moment by the pool, we may have shared a pancake dinner together, or practiced ordering another pancake dinner that would actually never come -- from Denny's, if Denny's existed back then, or from our favorite seedy restaurant in Reseda or Van Nuys.
We may have waited for our perfect pancake dinner for hours, may have watched capitalism's slow, factory corruption in slow motion, and may have made promises of love and loyalty to each other so severe that here we are again, in the next life, enjoying pancake dinner together again. 🥞
Pancake dinner, big brother. Don't worry -- little brother is on the way to save the day. Tonight, tomorrow, and always.
(if you like this writing style, you're going to love the book of bisexual men's short stories, The Stories of John Cheever, when that part of your 39th birthday present arrives late ^_^)
Pancake dinner part 3. CHONCHLATE CHIP PANCAKES, two eggs, poached, on wheat bread (toast), chonchlate milkshake, and a soda, Pepsi or Coke, should be no more than z16s.
Man I was feeling so bad about my breakup, I had a lonely dinner last night
Just do it; go ahead and finish up; hurry up already; nothing's perfect
"You have been working on that paper all night~just put it on a plate and call it dinner!"
A fart that smells likes a carvery
Sometimes I do a roast dinner fart