To masturbate while singing
Singer 1: That horny bitch is really goin at it
Singer 2: I know, she's totally pop choralling
Cher yep just Cher. Burlesque was iconic
"Cher is the goddess of pop"
a witty retort mocking someone who says "oh, snap!"
You're momma's so fat, they have an urban dictionary entry about it.
Oh, Snap!
Crackle Pop!
A fusión genre, especially popular in the 1960s, which combines elements of pop and classical music. The style emerged as artists were interested in recapturing the grandeur of the baroque era.
Common characteristics of baroque pop:
1. Heavy use of strings, woodwinds, brass, and other orchestral accompaniment
2. Intricate, layered harmonies
3. Prominence of the harpsichord, a baroque era favorite
4. Lyrics that were often fantasy-like, romantic, and, sometimes intentionally, vague.
Baroque pop is related to sunshine pop and psychedelic pop, all three sharing several characteristics, such as their use of complex harmonies.
Baroque pop is not very popular nowadays, which is a shame, as it is one of my favorite genres .
the by-product of vigorous physical acrobatic sex causing the persons limbs to pop out of socket during climax.
man did I ever give her a throttle-pop, I will need to take her to emergency room and get her leg put back in the socket.
what was that sound... oh it was just my hips displacing... you throttle-popped me good.
The Pop Secret.
It's when your doin your girl doggy style and right b4 she comes to climax you (Un-knowingly to her) pull back a nice fat rubber band and pop her right in the butthole with it.
She was not expecting a pop secret last night when that rubber band snapped her in the butthole.
A Broski Pop is a relentlessly chill ass bro and legendary king that's always down for the cause. When a Broski Pop enters the room, everybody immediately can't help themselves, firing off perfectly aligned high fives against their will. From their impeccable bro energy down to their vocabulary containing a breadth of bad ass cusses, you're gonna want to slug a brewski with these broskis.
When my Uncle Johnny chugged a beer at the dentist, I told him, "go off, Broski Pop."