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A perverted man who spikes women's drinks on a night out. Chemical Anth will also rape you and your dog whilst he finds something to drink. He will drink anything. For example bleach.
Woke up in my house and all my cleaning products are empty. Looks like you've been chemical anthed
to dose somebody with chemicals for the treatment of a certain disease such as cancer.
Chemotherapy is a kind of chemicking process.
A person who doesn't give up chemicals completely.
I only paint my pinky finger nail to limit my chemical exposure to my body.
In choosing to only paint one finger (pinky) on each hand, I have made a chemical compromise.
Kyle: please produce the happy chemical
Brain: no fuck you here's that cringy thing you did 10 years ago
Kyle; oh god not again
Brain: ahahahaha
Kyle: please someone save me from this
What people refer the popular emo band My Chemical Romance as.
“No way you’re jamming out to my chemical bro show.”
A chemically induced Knockout, usually involuntary, historically used in Jails and psychiatric Hospitals to sedate difficult inmates.
they've given her a/the chemical codge
Perfume, aftershave, pheromone-colognes., etc, dat "loose" humans use to hopefully "fight a better battle" in their quest for succulent sweetmeat. And yes, sometimes this practice can indeed allow you to "score" more readily, but da problem is dat you may then rely too heavily on da essential oils to maintain a gal's interest, without expending enough time/effort to actually charm her personally, i.e., to demonstrate to her how truly likeable you are on da inside. And so as a result, even though you may indeed initially "win da battle" by enticing a cutie-chick into your bed with da wonderful sensual aromas dat you'd slathered on yourself, you may still stand a good chance of "losing da war" --- after da gal's heady essential-oils high wears off, she may just slump glumly on da edge of your bed for a while to think things over, and then --- still unaware of your good/redeeming qualities because you have simply not yet given her a proper chance to truly get to know you --- just quietly slip out your door again.
In the classic “taking advantage of the priest’s ‘privileged’ knowledge about his congregation” joke, Little Tommy Shaughnessy --- in an effort to improve his currently-bleak prospects of getting laid, but not wishing to resort to chemical whorefare --- made a phony “sin of the flesh” admission at confessional, thereby tricking Father John into unwittingly revealing to Tommy the names of the “loosest” local hussies and thus letting him know which girls he’d have the best chances with.