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When you are hungry and need a munchie...
Boiled Quinoa with Soy Sauce and Mayo
Bro I am so hungry but we don't have anything to eat .... expect that old box of quinoa... I know let's make some Poor Man's Caviar
Poor Man's Ritalin is 2mg Nicotine lozenges and Caffeine in the form of Coffee and Monster energy drinks. Poor Man's Ritalin is when you have ADHD, you either drink emergency coffee you saved up, or you take a 2mg Nicotine lozenge. Then you wait 30 minutes. Then use the focus and relaxation from the coffee 100mg Caffeine or 2mg Nicotine lozenge and prepare some coffee. Then drink coffee. The combination of 2 coffees 200mg total Caffeine might help you focus, or it will put you to sleep. The combination of 2mg Nicotine and 100mg Caffeine might help you focus, or it might just put you to sleep (but less likely than with the 2 coffees). If you want, you can have a beer or shot of vodka for added focus to the Coffee and Nicotine combo.
Tony: I tried a 2mg Nicotine lozenge and then made coffee 30 minutes later. Then I enjoyed a coffee (100mg Caffeine). Thanks, Poor Man's Ritalin!
Damn it feels great to hit up the poor man's hot tub "shower" and relax after a day on the mountain.
A mix of peanuts and candy corn that yields a flavor reminiscent of a Payday candybar.
Time to get more candy corn; I just ate the last of my Poor Man's Payday.
When you poop and it plops into the water and splashes your bottom.
"That just splashed all over me!"
"Poor man's bidet"
Being so poor you can’t afford your water bill
Me: Man I still can’t shower. We have no water
Tyrone: Damn bro, you nigga poor
Refers to when someone who has usually been "financially comfy" encounters an unexpected downturn in da ol' budget-department, and therefore is no longer able to "live da soft life" for da time being.
I suggested that my fairly-affluent neighbor consult my local "running on a shoestring" mechanic friend for lower-priced auto parts, but he somewhat-snortingly replied, "Well, yeah --- I could do that if I didn't mind dealing with a crook." Well, naturally, I felt kinda shocked and hurt, since the low-income junkyard-owner whom we were alluding to had always "used me good" --- he and his family were smilingly friendly, often gave my rides around town, and always let me use the office-phone in his repair-shop to make local calls in the days before my folks had a telephone of our own. But then just a few weeks later when I'd gone to make a phone call at the garage, I saw that this same somewhat-snooty neighbor had indeed stopped over there to see about a cobbled-together pickup truck that my friend was selling --- oooooohhhhh, did he ever look disgusted and humiliated to be even setting foot on this "lower-class" dude's property! I felt really glad that he apparently never observed me that time, so that he wouldn’t feel even MORE embarrassed that I knew that he had in fact eventually gone to try doing business with this guy, but at the same time I did feel a slight urge to gloatingly waltz out and sarcastically giggle to my neighbor, “So --- ya actually DID come to see this ‘crook’ after all, eh??? Kinda makes ya wanna think twice from now on about trash-talking other folks like that, eh? Ya never know when ya might ‘get poor’ and hafta go see them after all, eh??"