by Rusty Jones January 23, 2004
by laura n kerry 05 August 25, 2005
From the National Anthem at an OU home football game:
To shart (shit and fart at the same time) oneself.
To shart (shit and fart at the same time) oneself.
by Amy Kemp September 10, 2004
(singular 'spangle')
1.(noun)sparkles, sequins, jewels, beads and/or glitter.
2.(noun)anything which coruscates, flashes, gleams, glimmers, glints, glistens, scintillates, shimmers, sparkle, twinkles or winks and is used in a decorative manner
3.(verb)to emit light suddenly in sparks: (coruscate, flash, gleam, glimmer, glint, glisten,scintillate, shimmer,sparkle, twinkle, wink)
1.(noun)sparkles, sequins, jewels, beads and/or glitter.
2.(noun)anything which coruscates, flashes, gleams, glimmers, glints, glistens, scintillates, shimmers, sparkle, twinkles or winks and is used in a decorative manner
3.(verb)to emit light suddenly in sparks: (coruscate, flash, gleam, glimmer, glint, glisten,scintillate, shimmer,sparkle, twinkle, wink)
by mim September 13, 2004
by a ket head March 14, 2007
Trevor: What ya doing?
Hamish: I'm setting my alarm clock.
Trevor: What the fuck for?
Hamish: What do you mean what for? To get me up in the morning!
Trevor: Well, you're not going to work...you're not going on holiday...and you don't even bother to soap yer seal in the morning...so what have you got to get up for?
Hamish: I am a creature of habit.
Trevor: You don't even have a lie in on Sundays.
Hamish: Oh so I should be like you should I? Rotting like a corpse in bed until lunchtime every day, wallowing in my own spangle!
Trevor: Lovely! You should try it sometime!
Hamish: One morning you became so firmly glued to your encrusted blanket that you had to drag it around with you til tea-time like an albatross!
- Pets (www.petscomedy.co.uk)
Hamish: I'm setting my alarm clock.
Trevor: What the fuck for?
Hamish: What do you mean what for? To get me up in the morning!
Trevor: Well, you're not going to work...you're not going on holiday...and you don't even bother to soap yer seal in the morning...so what have you got to get up for?
Hamish: I am a creature of habit.
Trevor: You don't even have a lie in on Sundays.
Hamish: Oh so I should be like you should I? Rotting like a corpse in bed until lunchtime every day, wallowing in my own spangle!
Trevor: Lovely! You should try it sometime!
Hamish: One morning you became so firmly glued to your encrusted blanket that you had to drag it around with you til tea-time like an albatross!
- Pets (www.petscomedy.co.uk)
by Peter Adams January 6, 2004