Emily (noun.) usually pronounced “puh-ding”.
Emily, more commonly referred to as pudding, is a big strong girl who can take on the world! She’s hardworking and dedicated to her career in pot wash, but is a dab hand at Roblox!
Emily sometimes puts on a front, pretending she’s okay, but in reality she’s probably suffering from chronic stummy ache.
Emily’s weakness is the backseat of a taxi, and you don’t want to know what she gets up to back there…
“Damn, what’s that smell”
“It smells like sharts”
“Yeah, it smells like emily pickles”
When a group of 4 or more white males with peni under four inches in length and 1.5 inches in girth all insert they’re penises into the same bitthole of a girl simulatiously.
Damn dude. You should have seen it. She invites all of them over and they have her a Norwegian pickle jar.
to tickle a male at the groin area, specifically the cock
he really gave him a pickle tickle
When a man/woman tickles your penis while your sleeping. If the recipient wakes up, the tickler will usually scream “THIS IS THE NEW WORLD ORDER” and run away. However, in some cases, the recipient enjoys the pickle tickle, and pretends to stay asleep.
Last night, Bella gave me a Pickle Tickle, I pretended to stay asleep because I liked it.
the more controversial version of "they go together like peanut butter and jelly". it means that 2 things go perfect together.
Davey: dude, chips and mayo, like, they go together like peanut butter and pickles.
Jon: Wtf? do you mean they go together like peanut butter and jelly?
Davey: No, what made you think that?
The more controversial version of the phrase "they go together like peanut butter and jelly."
Davey: Bro Doritos and Mt. Dew, like, they go together like peanut butter and pickles!
Jon: Wtf? do you mean they go together like peanut butter and jelly?
Davey: No, what made you think that?
This is where you hit a crossroads (in the relationship/dating sense) and with a twisted sense of self and those around you, attempt to legitimise your actions for the sole enjoyment of your own distorted reality.
The crossroads should normally be a very simple, straightforward decision. However, this person is not normal - lacking in morals, subconsciously attempting to stir the pot.
I know doing this would be wrong. But right now I really, really want to do it. It would be fun right now, and I can sort out all the shit it will cause later on. What a frenchie pickle I'm in!