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When older people put their phones on 'speaker' mode, lay it flat in their palm and walk around like they're talking to a slice of pizza.
Those non digital-native boomers are always walking around making pizza calls. 'Hey grandpa... you can just put that phone to your ear so we don't all have to be involved in your conversation'
The fatty skin that hangs down onto your neck and chin when in the 69 position with a women who has had a bad c section surgery.
I was almost choked by her big pizza dough while we were 69ing.
When Burger King and Pizza Hut have a baby.
When traveling through Muncie I had to stop at Pizza King, the child of Burger King and Pizza Hut.
When you get really drunk and order a pizza online after the store has closed. You forget that you ordered a pizza because you were drunk and there is a pizza in the stores queue in the morning. They proceed to deliver the pizza when they reopen in the morning. You hear a knock on your door while you are sleeping and in the doorway stands the pizza man who just served as your alarm clock.
**Knock Knock**
Ben (answers door): Damnit Blake! did you order a pizza last night?
Blake: I don't think so, we were pretty drunk though let me check my app.
Blake: Ah shit, looks like I ordered a pizza at 3:30am last night.
Ben: Classic, another alarm clock pizza.
This may be a term that some people in a certain area call a vagina that is experiencing her monthly messenger - her period. It may resemble the form of a slice of NYC style pizza with a red - rosa - tint.
Antony: Hey! I hear you may have some rough times tonight! Hearts out, man!"
Johnny: "Yo! What are you on about?"
Antony: "I heard from Mary that your girl is serving up a piece of pizza rosa this weekend. Sorry, bro."
Johnny: "Wow! You are a tool that has no purpose. We've kissed. We're takin' it slow....BRO!"
Also referred to as a BP, or Blanket Party. It's a group attack on a problematic military service member. The victim is quickly covered with a blanket to prevent them from fighting back or identifying anyone. They are then given a series of blows - not designed to injure, but to change the problematic behavior. If they are pro-active, one of the group members will also instruct the lucky member about their expected changes or desired behavior - delivered in a menacing whisper.
It's usually done at night in the barracks after everyone is asleep - especially the corporal who is assigned barracks duty that evening. Ideally, blanket parties are used to bring bullies into line, or to motivate someone who needs to "get a grip", but without guidance, many attacks also target minorities. It is tolerated by NCOs (non-commissioned officers/training or conducting staff) who may view it as a means of "self policing" among lower ranks and trainees.
When comparing definitions, it's not hard to imagine if someone regularly BPs around his friends and associates, that they may want to correct that behavior. Used prudently, a Blanket Party can address problems faster than a Drill Sergeant's boot. Unfortunately, recruits aren't usually schooled in the "finer" aspects of this tradition - sometimes leading to outright abuse.
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Private Bloggins is f*ing gripless! He's always doggin' it, and making Foxtrot Company late! He always earns us extra duties due to his sub-standard performance and attitude! You're in his section - why don't you guys give him a Boston Pizza to tune him up?
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Wisely, to reduce unexpected injuries or morale problems, the Sergeant had specifically forbidden the recruits from conducting an "unauthorized" Blanket Party. To obtain "unofficial" permission, it was first necessary to rationally describe the desired outcome to a Corporal or Sergeant. Doing otherwise would be grounds for immediate discipline.
Two eager recruits ran up to the Sergeant, "Sergeant, can we give Smith a Blanket Party?"
"Tsk tsk. You must know that I can't condone vigilante justice. And just exactly why would you want to do such a thing?"
They described in detail the problems which the Sergeant was all-too-aware of, and told him how it wasn't just affecting his platoon - that it brought the whole company down.
"Hmmmm. Well, you know that if something like this were to occur, any cuts & bruises would certainly be enough evidence to have you tossed into cells. See that it doesn't become as severe as that. Oh! And if anyone asks, tell them that I'll be in "my office" (a toilet stall) for the next 10 minutes catching up on paperwork...", and with that, he spun on his heel towards the heads.
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