A sex act made famous in the 14th century by early enhabitants of Massachusetts and Philadelphia.
In this act the woman or reciever lays on their back and raises their feet over their head. At this time the giver inserts and proceeds to spin around the reciever in a meat grinder sort of fashion.
Guy: Did you hear what happened to Judy last weekend?
Dude: No what happened?
Guy: She fractured 3 Vertebra when Sam was giving her the Pilgrims Meat Grinder.
14π 4π
When a man becomes sexually frustrated with his wife's persistent refusal of sexual relations. As a result, he waits until his wife has fallen asleep, typically around midnight, and takes out his sexual frustration on her. Thus the midnight meat train arrives...
My wife fell asleep on me when she got home from work so instead of waking her up, I slipped her the midnight meat train.
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Since all of the "good women" have been "taken" by the time they are 15 years old, a common practice in Bonduel is for the men to get together in the gravel drive of the trailer park and bond. The Bonduel Meat Fest generally starts with innocent beer drinking and trash talking but ends with strange homo-erotic sausage stuffing challenges.
Guy 1: ..."and I said that is a dead parrot mother fucker!"
Guy 2: "Wow, that is some awesome shit."
Guy 3: "Fucking a, you are awesome"
Guy 4: "Yes, you are awesome"
Guy 5: "You are awesome too"
Guy 6: "Living in the Bonduel trailer park is awesome."
Guy 7: "Really awesome, who wants to pack some meat?"
Guys: "Time to stuff some sausage, it is a Bonduel Meat Fest!"
15π 5π
The male cock and balls. Particularly the fat and girthy variety.
Heβs got some hearty meat nβ taters. They fill me up every time.
a vagina that is extremely tight, usually hurting ones dick.
Bob: did you fuck yet
Me: yeah, she had a meat grinder pussy so my dick hurts a lil
Bob: damn.
When you fuck the Vermetes employee on the meat shelve in the back room
employee: did you find every thing okay?
You: Not entirely.
Employee: what is it?
You: somthing in the meat section, but I forget the name of it.
Employee: oh let me help you just follow me.
You: oh I remember! It's called the Amesbury meat pile...
Employee: oh, I understand now... *pulls down pants, gets on top of meat pile*
When you shit and manage to cram it into three women's vaginas - while it is still warm.
I was so pissed last night, I took those three whores back to my house and had a meat in three vag supper..