This is the act of eating out of a bus pan or cleared plates from a customers table in a restaurant. In the middle of a 12 hour shift those fries do start to call your name.
You want any of this cheese? It's fresh off the bus pan Buffet they barely touched it.
A person who likes or enjoys a particular personality of a person you've meet.
I'm thinking about the pan-personalis of people I've met.
Shorter way to say pansexual, Which is the attraction to all and any gender, taking more notice in their soul or personality than their gender. Also the coolest people you will meet ever (I might be slightly biased)! We love our pansexual homies, they love you for who you are, not how sexy you are.
Me: Guys I'm pan!!
Friends: Oh yur bi? Gross
Me: Aight, you're not my friends anymore. I'm not bi, I'm pan. I love all people.
Random nonbinary person: Yo, I'm pan too.
Me: Ayyyyyy you wanna hang out?
Random nonbinary person: Sure, I bet you're cool as shit
Me: Sure am
Pan is a extremely rare type of man. He usually is seen with a shredded jawline. He doesn't have any girlfriends but his eyes and smile are piercing. He is very loyal and always tries his best to be faithful. He usually is chill but can also be weird and scary. If you have him you should do your best to keep him by your side. If you lose him theres a huge chance he might move on really early after.
Girl: Nice weather today.
Pan: Thanks.
Girl: Your weird.
its either a human who is attracted to all genders and those outside the gender spectrum and those who dont fit anywhere adn those who move around you get the point. or its a weapon thats also used for cooking or its pan spelt wrong
john: man i tried going out with a pan woman
ron: what happened?
john: she hit me with a pan and now im in pan
ron: did you mean your in pain
john: no i ment shes actually cooking me right now im inside the pan please send help
ron: HOLY FUCKING SHIT
john: and im in pan
ron: i know your in a pan
john: this time i ment pain
ron: ohhhhhh
john: shes still cooking me alive send help please
ron: CHEESUS FUCKING CHRIDT MY LORD AND SAVIOUR WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO?!
john: ouchie