(1) a gentleman who carries his lady's pillow
(2) a man so secure in his masculinity that he will perform acts of great sensitivity and courtesy without giving a thought to what his coworkers or his lady's roommate or neighbor might think.
Caliban: Didst I see thou with pillow in hand yesterday eve?
Ferdinand: Thine eyes did not deceive thee, foul wretch. Verily I carried Miranda's pillow, but think not that I stepped o'er my bounds thereby.
Caliban: Thou art her pillow carrier alone, then?
Ferdinand: Faith, 'tis true.
From William Shakespeare's "The Tempest," Act II, Scene 3.
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sick children, children with colds, the flu, or viruses...
I think little johnny gave me his cold. Keep that little fuckin carrier monkey out of my house from now on
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A pickup truck carrying a number of frat boys in the bed.
On the way to class, I was almost run over by a crude carrier of frat guys.
When you ask your friend if you can hit their vape, and they say yes, but before passing it to you they take a big hit.
You: "Hey man can I hit that vape?"
Friend with vape: "Yeah bro."
*Friend with vape takes a big hit*
Friend with vape: "Carrier's fee bro."
*Now your friend passes you the vape*
A character generally only seen walking around behind the main action in an ensemble cast show, but who occasionally gets out of line and tries to be part of the main action. A term derived from the show Lost, which may be applied to any character or person who would be better off returning to his or her menial task (such as log carrying) and leaving the important work to the pros.
β βWhat were the names of those people on Lost who suddenly appeared for two crappy episodes and then got killed off right away?
- βI donβt know- they were log carriers! Who cares?β
A Navy game involving a long flat table and, generally, a lot of beer. Participants run toward the table and dive onto it face-first. The goal is to arrive safely and not slide off the end. Refinements such as the need to engage "arresting gear" with oneβs toes, "crash and smash" teams using pitchers of beer to extinguish post-crash fires, etc., are common.
If we get fucked up enough we can play carrier landings.
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One hundred percent of women and all the bearded effeminates slowly replacing the real men of the world. Cooter carriers either can't grow a pair (literally, in the case of females) or had their balls busted during adolescence. Cooter carriers lack manly attributes such as courage, humor, a sense of justice and fair play, and the ability to withstanding pressure in adverse situations. Only real men have these traits.
Their biggest fear is how others will perceive them which constantly keeps them on the edge. That's why all the cooter carriers herd together on Instagram, liking each other's frivolous posts. Because they're too damn scared to live alone. Real men like me never give a fuck what others are thinking about us.
Cooter carriers like to constantly whine, complain, and assail you when they have the numbers to back them up.
If all else fails, they will give you the silent treatment. They started the whole #metoo nonsense framing innocent men for acting on their sexual impulses.
Cooter carriers openly hate us men for being men, but secretly admire our manliness. Why not - manliness is next to Godliness, and so every cooter carrier wants to be just like us. They burn with penis envy. Sorry for you beautiful gals and their unmasculine pals, you're all called pussies for a reason. The Lord created you that way because He is a Man and we real men are the only chosen ones who've been made in His divine image.
Female Boss, "I told you to get the payment refunded to our client by Friday-end. What happened? He just sent me an angry email threatening to sue our company."
Real Man employee: "Have you seen all the chat messages I left you? I even scanned the 4-page refund letter and converted it to a PDF file. All you had to do was digitally authorize the payment."
Female boss: "Oh,,,,oh. My phone's not working. You should have sent me that in person."
Real Man employee: "I would have if I knew where to find you."
Female boss: "OK...whatever. Be more careful next time."
Real Man employee: "I will. Now get lost you cooter carrier."
Female boss: "What did you just call me?"
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Me: "Wow, that's a hot girl. Damn check the rack on that one. Missionary would be too nice for her. I just want to do her doggy style, put my hands down the front of her cooter, and slowly move my palms to squeeze her tits..."
Bearded Mangina : "Dude, that's not cool. You're doing so much objectifying here. Women are equal to us men in every way. The way you described that person is abominable. You should never demean women but should always esteem and protect them. And 'cooter' - that's such a disrespectful word. What you just did is called sexual harassment. You give the rest of us men a bad name."
Me: "Shut the hell up, you cooter carrier."
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