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A group of under performing clowns. Normally run by someone completely incompetent.
Did you hear they botched the tribute ceremony again? What a bunch of Commanders.
A circlejerk and dick measuring contest where they simultaneously compete for who has the best tasting cum. Oftentimes found in the US military withing high ranking staff or officers. These circlejerks oftentimes happen during "staff meetings" at the end of the work day where the last person to finish decides when everyone else gets to go home.
LCpl Ortega: Dude we've been done with our tasks for like two hours. Where are we going home?
Cpl Martinez: Staff Sarnt is waiting on word. The Chain Of Command is in one of their little meetings again and it looks like Master Sergeant doesn't want his wife to peg him tonight so he's taking his time.
LCpl Ortega: Forget it. Looks like we're not going home tonight.
a nickname implying someone is so gay they are the master and commander of all dicks. used as an insult.
Mike: hey, sup commander chud
brandon: sup
inability of the male to "get it up" for anything, anywhere, especially 'on order'
that woman expected john to rise on command, but he remained limp as a dish rag...are you QUEER!? barked she...
The Savage Poncho Commander is an upgraded version of the Poncho Commander. They are your go to people who need to get shit done, except now they don't care about the feelings of others. They enjoy dunking on people, or flying elbows from the top rope. A Savage Poncho Commander is someone you call in when all hope is lost, and you need victory regardless of any damage done.
We are in a tight spot right now, I hope we can get this done in time. Don't worry, I know a savage poncho commander. Hell hath no fury like a Savage Poncho Commander on a mission.
Exceptional driving ability. The ability to navigate high traffic situations with haste. The ability to successfully drive to a destination while being intoxicated without being pulled over by a law enforcement agency, crashing the vehicle, or injuring anyone.
I can't believe you made it home from the LAX strip club to the Valley during rush hour in 25 minutes. You demonstrated excellent street-command.
I just butt chugged a bottle of Goldschlager. I'm going to need some serious street-command to get home in one piece.
The band that hot dude Cj plays in
What? You didn't know Cj plays in On Command?