In a figuratively when a dude is between an hard matter of choice unmoving even if ridiculous.
...by friends of last romantic guy who's been asked by two girls who does he likes between them; then when he said I like both and they told ok let's stick together he realized for it was a pretty scaring love thrill and remaining mute unmoving badly thrice busy as a pancake...
1. A cheap alternative to date night in which a couple stays home, choosing instead to cook and eat a dinner of homemade pancakes together by candlelight.
2. The act of when, during group sex of some level (threesome, foursome, etc.), the participating members of the orgy pile atop each other, while an assisting third party covers said orgy pile in butter and maple syrup.
1. Connor and I are trying to save money, so for date night, instead of going to a fancy restaurant, we are having a Romantic Pancake Night.
2. Deciding to end their double-date with a Romantic Pancake Night, Tom, Sarah, Mike, and Holly called Dave so he could lather them in butter and maple syrup.
To liquify things in acid, likely people.
Sorry I was muted for so long, I was busy buttering pancakes.
Loves pancakes. Loves eggplants, buys them on offer at 7 bucks per kilogram. Fights with medium quite often, therefore in the daycare they should be separated. A follower of Majestic Arch. He lives on Pluto, which is why he is unattractive and not hot. Rumoured to be a secret spy in the Plasma Server, gaining intel by announcing a stupid number of annoucements in the announcements channel.
Auto (Pancake Leader of Plasma) is flat as a pancake.
On the verge of putting in one's two week notice in to an employer gleefully.
This company has gone down the drain with the management change. I have had a bunch of interviews and hopefully I will be ordering Pancakes soon.
An ambulance that deals specifically with pancake-related incidence.
"John ate so many chocolate chip pancakes, he had a pancake coma. I called the pancake-ulamps immediately."
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.