When the cringe is so bad that it could kill a person or when it fatally injures a poor soul
'Tis but a cringe wound
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Any beer at a party than has been abandoned by it's owner.
Dale was holding back the vomit after killing off the wounded soldiers left over from his "don't ask, don't tell" party.
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v. gamely drinking the half-finished beers the morning after a party
Bruce Lee: Why are you drinking that warm ass beer from yesterday??
Jose Contreras: Someone has to bayonette the wounded
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(verb) The act of waking up, espically in the late morning or any portion of the afternoon, and finishing off any alcoholic beverege remains from the previous, exceptionally drunken, evening.
Why is this phrase such a perfect explaination of the incident it refers to? Well, to bayonett a wounded person is paradoxically both wicked and compassionate. On the one hand, the dude is already hurting, and to bayonett him/her (for all you politicaly correct assholes) is essentually just kicking him/her while he/she is down. On the other hand, if you kill a wounded party by bayonetting him/her one could liken it to putting a hurt race horse out of its misery.
As you gather up those cups/glasses/cans/bottles the next day, it is safe to assume you're hurting similarly to the afore mentioned wounded dude (I refuse to add dudette even if I am being politically incorrect). On the one hand, more beer/liquer/wine/mixed drink/anything containing alcohol (shit, even NyQuill) will aleviate your shakes/headache/feeling of impending death. On the other, you'll just get drunk again, only this time on something room temperature that is likely to contain backwash of friends, people you pretend to be friends with even though they're irritating, people you have never met, but somehow have been in your house numerous times, that slut who was getting laid in your bathroom, the neighbor's dog, and quite possibly, your mom, and postpone the incredible discomfort.
I woke up with my shoes on and stumbled, still somewhat intoxicated, to the bathroom. On my way back to bed from the kitchen, where I had gone for a much-neededglass of water, I found a homeless man sleeping on my couch. I immediately realized that sobering up would be nothing more than a colassal exercise in futility, and proceeded to trade my water for the nearest leftover booze. I spent the remainder of my afternoon and evening bayonetting the wounded with some homeless dude whom I've never seen again.
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A humiliating and indescribable plain of existence that is reached by taking too many drugs.
Charlie Lock has become the Sid Wound.
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a sexual act performed by men during intercourse in which the man puts his finger in the hole that his member is not in and feels his dong through the tissue.
When I was slamming her in the ass I put my finger in her snooch and felt my dong, I pulled the "wounded-dolphin" on that bitch!
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