Your best crew/clan/friends/mates/buddies/homies
Friend: I could never unfriend you!
Self: Awww! Mine head.
When someone is just really on your case and wont leave you alone.Teachers, parents, friends,etc...
Ms Marx : "Go to the locker Kayanna."
Kayanna: ( talkin to a friend but still heard the teacher)
Ms Marx : "Kayanna, go to the locker."
Kayanna: "I heard you! damn "(proceeds talkin to a friend)
Ms Marx:" Kayanna! GET YOUR ASS UP AND GO TO THE LOCKER FO' I CALL YOUR MOM!"
Kayanna:( rolls eyes gets up and slowly walks to the locker while mumbling and rolling eyes) Oh ma godd you straight toppin mines like....
The act of digging deeply into ones own nostril for the juiciest morsels with the intent of eating them.
Doesn't Joe realize everyone can see him? He should restrict his mining for gold to the privacy of his own home.
Slang for a anal penetration using one's tongue to "mine" for "gold" (I'll let you guess what that means). The practice is commonly done between heterosexual men, but can be done between both sexes.
Guy #1: "Dude, Me and Guy #3 were mining for gold last night." Guy #2: "Ew... wtf." Guy #3: "Bro, my cavern is completely empty now." Guy #2: "Omfg..."
“Drink Mine” is a wine-in-a-can brand, known to be consumed among people who are tired of acting like bottles. It's mostly familiar as “MINE” wine, and it helps you refresh old traditions.
Note: Chablis is chardonnay
It's Mine It's Wine.
Don't be a bottle - Drink MINE
a mine that explodes in response to something close, a proximity mine
I'm not about to let a proxy mine catch me off guard.
Stealthily covered up piece(s) of dog residue camouflaged by a plethora of fallen leaves which catches the victim totally off guard. Footwear gets destroyed, emotions take a downward spiral, nostrils get melted and you have no idea when the suffering will end or what action you’ll need to take to get through this. Not even the philosophical and infectious chorus of a Daniel Bedingfield classic can offer encouragement.
“Oh for f*ck’s sake Andy, how did you manage to step in that calamitous autumn dog mine? it’s bigger than your shoe and I would have said it’s a human one until I saw the flakes of dog corn embedded in the tread of your left Gazelle sole”