A friend with benefits who you only call for anal because they're so good at it.
"I haven't had it in the back end for a few months, let me call my butt duster".
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Means to go around have sex with loads of women
I am going out round town tonight because I am the shag-duster
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When you fart on a victim and they unknowingly walk past others with the stinch of your bowels.
I farted on my 2 year old and he ran to his mother. And she cringed at the smell' thinking he shat him self. Hence the surrogate crop duster.
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When trapped in an office with a terrible case of the farts, one gets up and does a couple of laps around the office perimeter, slowly and quietly squeezing off a continuous ass rip so as to allude to merely stretching your legs while in reality you are letting off some sever bung hole pressure.
If that fucking Lenny walks by my desk one more time doing the Cleveland Crop Duster, Iโm going to kick him in the balls!
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When a guy is analing his girlfriend and she farts either on him or on his dick and the smell is unbearable, kind of like curry or any other Malaysian/Indian food.
Guy 1: Bro last night I assfucked my girl and she farted on my dick right before I stuck it in! It smelled like fucking shit!
Guy 2: Haha! You just got Malaysian Crop Dusted.(Another form of Malaysian Crop Duster)
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a female with more balls then most men is said to have a set of these.
"wow that chick is so tough she must have brass dusters"
or "she is so blokey she clangs when she walks" (cause of the brass dusters)
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When one begins the day at Waffle House, continues by eating large quantities of smoked meats, and imbibes sufficient alcohol, they become the villain known as the Chattanooga Crop Duster. The lowered inhibition from the blood alcohol level and fermentation of the meat in the belly turns even the most lawful good character into a gaseous gangster, venting their gastrointestinal malaise for all to smell as they skip down the sidewalk in search of more ribs, beer, and/or hash browns.
My buddy G went down south and enjoyed the grease, barbecue, and libations so much he morphed into the Chattanooga Crop Duster. I thought I smelled a natural gas leak, but it was just him ripping ass.
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