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The last run of the Penn Station to Port Washington line of the Long Island Railroad on a Friday or Saturday night. Typically around 3:00 AM to 5:00 AM. This train is frequented by drunken midshipmen of the United States Merchant Marine Academy who exit at the Great Neck LIRR station.
“Dude did you take the warrior train home last night?”
“Yeah bro we got back at 5:30 this morning, the city was insane last night.”
“Gnarly.”
To have or get a lot of booty(girls), or to form a long line of girls you will get "booty" from.
Yo frank I started my booty train last night!
Oh with who?
Kim now I'm moving on to get more booty
The line of zombies needed kill non-human opponents in an area that is tough to access during a living dead match in Halo. Usually most zombies in a lame train act as cannon-fodder dying within a second of attacking the hiding Spartans but every now and then one is lucky enough to kill a human and turn them into a fellow zombie.
Zombie Player 1: Hey guys, these 4 noobs are camping at the end of that dead end tunnel and we need to infect them.
Zombie Player 2: Good call. Everyone form a lame train at the other end of the tunnel. We'll rush them once we're all there. They have shotguns and magnums so chances are most of us will die but one of us should be able to get them with our plasma sword.
The consumption of alcoholic beverages, preferably beer, in the company of coworkers on a train ride home from work, usually on a Friday afternoon or evening.
Joe: What time is the beer train departing today?
Tom: Leaving work at 4. I'm gonna hit up the liquor store across from the station. Anything in particular you want to drink?
The act of multiple men fucking a prolapsed anus
Did you see that Sleeve Train that Tony, Andy, and Jeff pulled on Amy last week?
This is when multiple males videochat with one female on any social media or videochatting platform, most frequently Skype
Man, me and my homies ran that Skype train with Lucy all night .
An event that takes place after you pleasure yourself to some questionable shit. The event starts immediately after climax, in which you feel nothing but shame and regret and sometimes even suicidal urges. The event could last up to entire weeks before the "Train" derails.
After jerking off to pictures of people in the yearbook and to pictures of my aunt, the Regret Train hit hard. I immediately started attempting many different types of suicide.