A sexual act involving two males and one female (not gay, chill). The female is giving head to each male, but not at the same time. If she is doing a poor job, an Iron Walrus is reasonable. Both males will ram their penises up to the roof of the female's mouth, causing her to grunt. The image will be that of a walrus, and the grunting will enhance the realism of the scene.
For bonus points, the group can try this maneuver in the freezing cold, with the males ejaculating on the female's face. After the the ejaculate has frozen (representing snow/slush), the males re-ram their penises into the roof of her mouth, and it creates a more immersive experience for each of the participants. Completion of this task is grounds for automatic induction into the Guy Hall of Fame.
After twenty minutes of blowing me and Jose, Yolanda had still not brought either of us to climax, so we hit her with the Iron Walrus. Needless to say, she retired from prostitution for life after the incident.
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Just like morning wood, but this type is hard like iron. Also its not that easy to get rid of.
"Man I got morning iron like a mother fucker. Well its time to rub one out"
"Fuck the hammer, I got something better than that (pulls out cock)"
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a) lethal injection gurney at the death house of the local prison
b) the operating table of the O.R. of the local hospital.
Dzhokhar Tsarnaev, for his his crimes at the Boston Marathon of 2013, deserves to be either Mussolini-strung or to die-without his Miranda Rights being read to him- on the ironing board at Fort Leavensworth, Kansas, where they send all people in The United States who are convicted, and sentenced to death for, a capital Federal crime.
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The Iron Confederacy or Iron Confederation (also known as Cree-Assiniboine in English or Nehiyaw-Pwat in Cree) was a political and military alliance of Plains Indians of what is now Western Canada and the northern United States. This confederacy included various individual bands that formed political, hunting, and military alliances in defense against common enemies.1 The ethnic groups that made up the Confederacy were the branches of the Cree that moved onto the Great Plains around 1740 (the southern half of this movement eventually became the "Plains Cree" and the northern half the "Woods Cree"), the Saulteaux (Plains Ojibwa), the Nakoda or Stoney people also called Pwat or Assiniboine,2 and the MΓ©tis and Haudenosaunee (who had come west with the fur trade). The Confederacy rose to predominance on the northern Plains during the height of the North American fur trade when they operated as middlemen controlling the flow of European goods, particularly guns and ammunition, to other Indigenous nations (the "Indian Trade"), The Blackfoot secrets are now declassified But Only the Holy Okie knows the stories of Benjamin Franklin Buck his Grandfather as told to him by his Mother Mary Mae Buck.
1972 Bob was age 9 Mary was 67
Christ Bob: Mammaw who is your Godfather?
Mary Mae: My Godfather is Frank Buck a full Blackfoot Indian who walked the trail of tears. He knew legalese and spoke the white man's language and secured guns and ammo for the plains tribes. He had to work secretly because trading with the savages was frowned upon by the whites and he was considered a traitor by the white settlers. He walked armed with only the swords of his mouth, a Bible, and an old Stradivarius violin. He was Black as coal and I am white so it looked suspicious after my mother was gone. I am their only child. I married your grandfather Sam A. McKinney when I was 15 years old and we raised three boys and three girls to adults. A 7th child died at 6 weeks named Sandra Kay whose name and spirit were given to your Sister. The Iron confederacy is not classified anymore. The family members whose lives were endangered if they were exposed have moved to the Blackberry Plantation and begin their afterlives. A Native secret is a forbidden topic and punished much more harshly than in white man's statutory law. Certain People have to pass into the spirit world before native secrets are declassified.
Secret Family history is stored in the spirits of Blackberry pickers living all around the world.
Someday you will also be declassified and many spirits will speak through you if you are patient and trustworthy.
Christ Bob: The secrets are safe with me. I love you Mammaw.
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Iron Brew (as opposed to Irn Bru, made by Barr) is a bright orange sweet drink. It can be bought at the unholy cheap price of 39p for two liters from Lidl (other low-budhet supermarkets ARE available), and tastes almost identical to its Barr-made parent, although slightly less fizzy. Very tasty. Any brand of Iron Brew is reccommended. Apparently a 'fruit flavoured' soft drink but I can't taste any fruit. Legend has it that Iron Brew was originally made of molten iron, straight out of the blast furnace, and coloured with Scottish ginger hair (veracity of this rumour is doubtful). The spelling was then probably bastardised to Irn Bru and sold as a brand.
Damn, Iron Brew from Lidl tastes darn good, costs feck all but makes you piss like hell
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Iron Maiden. What to say? Iron Maiden is the greatest metal band to have ever existed, ever, and there is no arguing. Steve Harris is a fucking genius songwriter, not to mention the most Godlike bassist who EVER LIVED. You could basically cut off his hands, and he'd still be better than Les Claypool. He's that good. Don't forget, Bruce Dickinson is the most amazing singer, Dave Murray, Adrian Smith, and Janick Gers are the most amazing guitarists, and Nicko McBrain is the most amazing drummer to ever set foot anywhere in space. Ever.
Iron Maiden is not to be argued with, because their mascot Eddie, who is the fucking beastliest, coolest mascot EVER, will rip your head off. They are the greatest band ever, and people that like metal, but not Iron Maiden, should have their nipples ripped off and glued to their eyeballs.
Iron Maiden's best song is either "Hallowed be thy Name", "The Trooper", "Killers", or "Rime of the Ancient Mariner".
Maybe "Aces High".
Maidenhead: Iron Maiden fuckin roxorz my soxorz.
Fuckingdouche: Iron Maiden sucks.
*Maidenhead then proceeds to rip Fuckingdouche's pubic hair out and staple it to Fuckingdouche's face.
Fuckingdouche: You've converted me... Iron Maiden is fucking amazing.
Maidenhead: Damn straight.
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