A fork of Rural Dictionary
(n.) A man who sleeps with a lot of women, i.e. gets a lot of pussy/beaver. Named after Jerry Mathers, who played the lovable Beaver from 1957-63 on the hit show "Leave it to Beaver".
That Bill has a different chick every night. He's a real mathers!
A person, place or thing that is actively supportive of homosexuals and homosexuality.
SUSIE: Hey Billy, what did you do this weekend? BILLY: Not much. Went to Church with my Mom. SUSIE: Church? But you're a homo. BILLY: True, but this particular congregation welcomes homosexuals and believes that Jesus wouldn't judge us as wicked. SUSIE: Oh, so your Church is pro-mo? BILLY: Yes, it is pro-mo.
(n.) A sexual realtionship between two or more people in which fellatio is the only form of affection/contact. Usually pejorative, suggests the relationship is lacking. Term applies mainly to heterosexual relatioships but also acceptable when used in male homosexual context. Not applicable in female/lesbian relationships.
"Susie is so deluded. She thinks Bob likes her but they don't even make out or have sex. She just comes over and blows him. That's not a relationship, that's a fellationship"
A person, place or thing that undergoes a dramatic transformation from straight to gay.
BILLY: Hey Judy, why the long face? JUDY: Well, Billy, me and the girls went out on the Westside and there were no straight guys to be found. I can't believe how much it's changed over there. It's practically West Hollywood! BILLY: Sounds like the Westside has been homovered. JUDY: Yes, it gas been homovered!
(adverb), like crazy i.e. a lot
BILLY: Hey Susie, wanna go hit that nudie beach up in Malibu and get rid of some of these tan lines? SUSIE: Are you kidding? Have you looked outside today? It's raining ike crazy out there! BILLY LOOKS OUT THE WINDOW. BILLY: Damn. It's raining like all balls.
Colloqialism from the American South, literally means don't bit the hand that feeds you.
BILLY: God damn, woman! Old man Winter's makin' me work on the weekend ho'ing his damn soil! SUSIE: Well is he payin' you that there overtime? BILLY: Yeah. So? SUSIE: So shut yer trap and put on yer work boots for an extra day's pay! We need to get little Billy new shoes and our roof busted a hole again! BILLY: Aw, Susie- SUSIE: I said shut it! Don't kick yer coon dog!
The lack of joi de vivre which occurs after a particularly fun event/weekend/gathering, i.e. a hangover from fun.
BILLY: Hey Judy, why the long face? JUDY: Well, Billy, I went to Palm Springs with my cousins last weekend and we lived it up like it was 1965. We had a four hour dinner, too many martinis to count and we danced to Sinatra tunes 'til 2am. It was great but now old man Whethers over at HQ is riding me about this marketing data and it sucks to be back at work. BILLY: Sounds like you've got a mean funover to me. JUDY: Yes, I do have a funover.