That drank in which exquisite in influence; Vodka.
Ahhhh… the floopty juice
Hey man, what are your drinking?
I’m sipping on that floopty juice.
Wtf are you taking about, that's Nonsense in Tomato juice
A tar-like substance derived from cigarette ash, alcohol and fuck knows what else that adheres to your plimsolls on a night out in the Yumbo Centre when gay pride is on.
One sec, just got to use these wet wipes to clean off the Yumbo Juice from last night, then i'm good to go.
Fuck it - can't be arsed- they are just gonna get covered again straight away anyway.
The act of putting foreign liquids (usually alcohol) into someone’s ass, stirring it around and then having said individual shit it out into cups before a party and then watching as members of the party drink out of the cups unknowing of the process in which the drink was made.
“Bro I think there’s secret booty juice in this cup”
Introducing Catch-Up Juice – the elixir that transforms you from office square to party legend faster than a "What's a sober Monday?" quip. Catch Up Juice is often an Eastern European clear spirit, probably brought back as a souvenir from a drunken stag weekend. This mystical potion is the secret handshake of the after-work crew, syncing you with their legendary inebriation levels.
Picture this: You're stuck in the office, crunching numbers, while friends indulge in a marathon "Sess". Fear not, Catch Up Juice salvages your party rep. Breeze in after a day of adulting, hoist your Catch-Up Juice, and witness colleagues marvel at your dance moves and laughs at questionable jokes. It's a liquid time machine propelling you to the heart of the evening's shenanigans.
Remember, Catch-Up Juice isn't for the faint of heart – trade sobriety for camaraderie. If on the fringe of the office fiesta, say: "Hit me with the Catch-Up Juice!" Life's too brief to be the sober standout. Cheers to catching up and catching a buzz!
"Gimme a glass of that Catch-Up Juice...I need it"
Beans and burgers blended and it’s the retard himself(morgz)’s favourite drink! (apart from his mums booby milk of course)
baldy: do you want some bean burger juice morgan?
morgan: yes daddy, i do.