Drifting in and out of feelings of wanting to go out and party
"I want to drink..but not really, I need to get out of this party coma".
That comfy couch that invites you to lie over it like a bag of potatoes. In fact, you would look better dead rather than lying on it.
Watching Charlie on the coma couch.
Person A: "If Charlie dead?"
Person B: "No, just hogging the coma couch."
When your dick game so strong, you put bitches to sleep.
Brian : "Yo, why was Rebecca asleep for three days?"
Adam: "Cause I gave her that coma dick, fuck you mean?!"
\ˈber\ \ˈkō-mə\
(n): Similar to a cat-nap, but rather than a short, light sleep, the sleeper spends approximately two to three hours in a state that at first glace could be mistaken for death.
He was able to stay up well past three A.M. because he took a bear-coma in the afternoon.
When a trick gets down and uses both hands, lots of spit and slob, has perfect rotation of her head and neck, looks you in both eyes, tells you some shit like "You gonna cum when I say so Muthafucka!" and you bust a nut SO fucking hard dat you feel dizzy and yo asshole hurt and you take yo ass right to sleep and you sleep so hard that you don't hear A GOD DAMN MUTHAFUCKIN' THANG!!
This bitch got down on her knees and gave me not just regular head. Dis bitch gave me coma head!
When your feet go to sleep
"Hey, can you get a beer for me?"
"I can't. I'm coma toes."
The condition when waking up after a long (usually drunken) night of smoking many harsh cigarettes that you aren't used to smoking. It is similar to having a lung over, but much worse. A victim of lung coma will find it hard to have their first cigarette of the day, sustain any physical movement, and in some cases, they find themselves without enough wind to complete sentences without taking a breath mid-sentence.
Phillippides: Hey Dad - we should hit up the Around the World mini-golf course a few blocks away. I'll race you there!
Philomelos: Sorry kiddo-beano, I've (gasp) got a nasty lung coma. Not sure if I could (gasp) even hit the ball up the Rickshaw Hill.
Phillippides: You should switch to American Spirits, Dad.