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“ cheese and fries! You’re wild bamboo”
Noun: a build up of rosin, dead skin, and sweat on an instrument's bow, often located along the length the stick, on the frog at the ferrule and where the frog and stick meet. This can vary in color from light yellow, green, dark brown, or even black.
"EWWW! There's so much hand cheese on this bow it's still sticky!"
"It took me an hour an a half to get all that hand cheese off that bass bow. The owner didn't even recognize it when he picked it up. He was so happy he even gave me a tip!"
Popular Canadian mid-winter dessert. Crusty cheese sitting on a meat platter left out from a party that ended hours earlier is melted over a tiny coke can using an electric space heater from Crappy tire , typically in a basement.
Brian : Hey man the Can Cheese is ready.
Jer: what the hell are you doing!
Cheese shaped like the mythical monster Demogorgon
Mike: That didn't come from the Munster. No, that That came from something else. The Demogorgonzola cheese!
The cheese tax! The cheese tax!
You've got to pay the cheese tax
Every time you're cooking
When the cheese comes out
This puppy comes looking
The rules are the rules
And the facts are the facts
And when the cheese drawer opens
You've got to pay the tax
The cheese tax! The cheese tax!
Hand it over quick
Or things might get ugly
I can get really loud
I'm a really barky puppy
I'm not just asking
Because I'm looking for snacks
This is real important business
And you've got to pay the tax
The cheese tax! The cheese tax!
The cheese tax!
Cheddar is acceptable, and Parmesan is fine
But a little bit of Gouda would really blow my mind
There's no escaping, so don't try to dodge
Pay the dairy tarriff! The collection of fromage!
The cheese tax! The cheese tax!
The cheese tax!
The rules are the rules now gimme the cheese tax
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A sweat and grime layered gooch and grundle marked by a rancid, cheesy odor. Farmer's Cheese typically forms after period of long perspiration and or going for days or weeks without bathing. The smell is akin to that of knob cheese.
After three weeks of roaming the streets and interludes with multiple crack whores, Roger had developed a thick layer of Farmer's Cheese on his sack and the smell was rancid like Limburger and pickled onions.