An innocent bystander roaming the streets at night, usually wearing a leather jacket, subject to drunk rants from a group behind them yelling insults.
Innocent bystander: *silent*
Drunk group: "LEATHER JACKET FORESKIN!"
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When one consumes too much light beer, squats over, and shits on the back of one approving other. Then proceeds to massage the fecal matter into forming a jacket.
So that dude I was banging gave me a leather jacket last night. I'm more upset he didn't call to get it back.
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Sit down in a reclinable armchair and proceed to have sex with your partner. Right before you finish, suddenly recline the armchair backwards while simoultaniously sitting upright, headbutting your partner as hard as you can in order to knock them out. Remove yourself from under them, but keep them laying face down in the armchair. Write the name of your closest bro on their buttcheeks then leave the scene. From that point on, have your bro claim he was the one who did it to your partner.
Girl: Did you leave me to die on that armchair?
Bro: What are you talking about?
Best Bro: Nope, I did that.
Girl: Bob Saget in a leather jacket!
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an online personality arch type similar to the creepy guy in the leather jacket smoking rolled cigarettes in the park or outside old pubs......... he has no friends and only bitter memories
'some online leather jacket guy started talking to me but mid sentence trailed off and started to cry'
or
'why does this guy sound like he's wearing a leather jacket and being sad outside a pub?'
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The one hit-man that u DO NOT wanna mess with, he's hired by whoever pays more to take out his target and he's no hero he's a mercenary in it only for the almighty dollar, always wears a totally bitchin' leather jacket always black leather because tan and red are for pussies, he's the last person u ever wanna see because that means he's here to take you out, cross this man and he will throw you out of a window seriously, he's a very skilled boxer and martial artist, always carries a Bowie knife in one of the many pockets of his amazing leather jacket, and his gun of choice is a glock.
#LeatherJacketPat
#LeatherCladMercenary
Frank: "dude I've been dodging this loan shark for weeks , I keep seeing a car by my house what am I gonna do"?
Steve:"Holy shit man it's Leather Jacket Pat you're fucked dude "
Frank: "RUN"!
Next to embarrassingly encasing his hairy, little hobbit feet in a variety of fabulously effeminate, insoles-containing stacked-heeled boots, platform shoes and high heels, all the while being a pint-sized petite pathological liar who constantly regurgitates a small man syndrome-induced stream of Todd Howard's tall tales, the terminally insecure and aggravatingly ant-like turbo-manlet Tiny Todd "Tiddly Termite" Howard girlishly enjoys dolling himself up by intermittently donning either a black or brown boys large leather jacket when out on the town and looking for a potential manmore sugar daddy. This is without a doubt just another one of Todd "Heckled Homunculus" Howard's manlet cope and manlet rage-induced, hilariously doomed attempts at emphasizing his obviously non-existent masculinity, which is immediately rendered futile when the inherently effeminate Little Napoleon is absolutely dwarfed by every single grown-up that Tiny Todd "High Five" Howard comes into contact with, like the subhumanly stunted, diminutively delicate, devastatingly dwarfed, petulantly puny and preposterously petite, scandalously stunted little runt of a sissy fairy manlet princess that the whole world most definitely knows him to be.
Melissa: Hey, why is there a brown dishrag lying in the street over there? Ellen: It's one of Todd Howard's boys large leather jackets. The utterly insignificant and microscopically minuscule midget monstrosity was crossing the road when a bee humming bird suddenly swooped down and just carried him away! Melissa: Manlets BTFO.
the piece of clothing made famous by allan
βAllan has quite the leather jacketβ
βHe is the jacketβ