A far less then semi-desirable male, often hailing from central Kern County, or as the locals call it "Bako", with an elevated sense of self-worth so far removed from reality that it leaves women immobile, speechless, and with a look of horrified confusion
Guy: Hey mama, you know you want me, I'm Race Track Sexy
Girl:..........(vomits but swallows it as to not show fear and weakness)..........(slowly backs away).....
real nibba 1: ayo blood lemme hear dat new new beethoven
real nibba 2: ight bet lets Bump Some Tracks
A scientific publication of mediocre quality published in a respectable scientific journal exclusively thanks to connections of the senior author. The connections are frequently a result of doing a PhD in a respectable lab at a respectable university under a supervision of a professor with a respectable reputation. The 'tenure track paper' doesn't really explain anything of scientific merit and usually has only one objective - to fill out one spot in a necessary publications quota of the senior author to secure the permanent Associate Professor position within the university, aka the tenure.
A: "What do you think of the paper of Long which just came out recently?"
B: "I'm wondering why he is getting paid to do this "research". Classic 'tenure track paper'...
A song stuck in your head, on auto-repeat since 1966.
Having blown their cash on a then-state-of-the-art sound system for the band truck, the guys only had enough to buy one tape. For the last five decades, Martha and the Vandellas had been singing endlessly in his head - "It's like a heatwave, burnin' in my hea-a-art, can't keep from a-cry-in', tearin' me apa-a-art", his personal 8 track tapeworm.
The 8 Track man is one of the deadliest forces on the planet, scorned from being obsoleted he comes in the night and tears out the eyes of people who fall asleep while listeng to a walkman, Cd walkman, or any sort of Mp3 player.
Dude 2: Shit Dude, what the hell happend to your eyes???
Dude 1: I dunno i went to sleep listening to my Ipod and woke up with no eyes....
Dude 2: Duuude... The 8 Track Man got you dude
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The act of masturbating and defecating simultaneously.
"Where did Matt Richardson go?"
"Oh, he's laying train tracks in the bathroom!"
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To shove ones pork sword up another’s anus. This often results in dirt accumulation under the male mud flaps.
You should have seen me ride Mandy’s Dirt Track last night. She loved it and I think I got some peanuts and sultanas caught under my mud flaps. I am appearing on the cover of next month’s Dirt Track Rider.
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