Ian. Simple as that. Ian is the rust god.
Dude #1 :I’m literally the rust god
Dude #2 : Bitch you not Ian
A small pickup truck from the year 1980-1995 preferably a Japan Nissan Truck (whatever the Vin says). Commonly mistaken as a weedeater when started up, or if even started. It has rust from inside out,rust on steering wheel to rust on the tires. Owned by mainly a younger audience of 10-12 years of age having big dreams for the truck but no income. Inside of truck usually smells of dip but not just any kind of dip,no,its freaking Copenhagen,yes that's right, and old mold and 35 year old gasoline. They do not exist anymore in the 21st century because chip foose cannot even make this rust bucket look decent
Rob-Damn man I thought you was getting a truck?
Josh-This is a truck iven been wanting this.
Rob-No this is a rust bucket 21 you might as well put it in the burn pile
Josh-*puts dip in
Hard, dried up jizz on the rim of the booty hole from the night before.
Girl... you gotta take a shower first! You got some Boston Rust Crust around your chocolate starfish from last night!
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Originally the title of a book, Rust Cycle Tetralogy is a condition in which you feel as if you are being wiped from history piece by piece, slowly over the course of an extended period of time, until you are completely gone. Your friends will forget hanging out with you. Work you've done at your job will simply disappear. That lunch you made earlier and ate? It's back on the kitchen counter, untouched. "I think I'm beginning to disappear".
This condition was first recorded by Bernard Muse, a botanist who set out with the intent of recording and researching the rust cycle in wheat plants on a secluded farm in Utah. Over the course of the winter while trying to study and transcribe the wheat degradation cycle, he would start experiencing the symptoms listed above, and writing them down in his book "The Rust Cycle Tetralogy", which the condition is now named after. His book was found with other personal items when he failed to return home after the allocated time for his stay on the farm finished. Bernard was unfortunately never found.
While the condition does have some similarities to Dementia or other mental degradation diseases, it differs in the fact that other people seem to forget about things you said or did, instead of you yourself forgetting. This condition is speculated to cause a myriad of psychiatric damage to ones self, as you continue to second guess everything you think.
"Hey Bill! remember us going the Yankees game last Tuesday night? it was so crazy that they managed to comeback and win like that at the end!"
"What do you mean? After work I watched The Office for the whole evening."
"I think I'm suffering from a case of Rust Cycle Tetralogy"
A request for smooth sexual intercourse with a sex buddy or long time partner
Imagine the most distinctively awful smelling toxic waste dump in all of existence. Now think of that on your girlfriends asshole. A "Rust Bucket" is an asshole that has gone several months without wash and is most likely covered in one of the following: Shit , piss, dried up semen, blood , scabs or all of these things.
If you see someone with a rust Bucket , pity them for they live the worst life possible. Also run
A derogatory term for robots and Droid individuals.
"I don't want these rust buckets taking all our jobs"