Country Dictionary

A fork of Rural Dictionary

Driving Like a Nigger

There are many facets to Driving Like a Nigger. Generaly, all over the road with total disregard for traffic laws, use of turn signals, speed limits, signage, (particularly, no parking signs), and of course, the lack seat belt use. (In most cases, with rap music thumping). Driving Like a Nigger can also apply to coming to a complete stop on a narrow residential inner city street, totaly plugging up traffic to bullshit with a bro, pick up a hoe, buy or sell crack, etc. etc. etc. Driving Like a Nigger can also be defined as positioning the drivers seat so it appears to be non existant to passerbys, and of course to sit on that reclined seat in the Detroit Lean position, one hand on the wheel, the other hand on their crotch.

Man 1:Jesus Christ, did you see that spook cut across all six lanes of traffic without signaling or even looking? Man 2: Fuck yea, he's driving like a Nigger!

by The CLE Steamer May 09, 2009

Cleveland Dry Dock

A Cleveland Dry Dock is accomplished by entering someone else's bathroom, bending down and turning the water supply to the toilet off, flushing to drain the remaining water in the tank, then proceding to leave a huge Steamer in the bowl. Always use the Carpenters Cut or drop a Hydraulic Shit so the need for toilet paper is eliminated thus displaying your work of art without toilet paper covering it so the owner of the shitter will have to come face to face with your masterpiece to turn the water supply back on.

Dude, I stopped at my Ex Wife's house to drop the kids off and left her a Cleveland Dry Dock in her half bath.

by The CLE Steamer May 11, 2009

Buster Brownie

A Female UPS driver. Can be a Package Car or a Feeder driver. Must wear the UPS issue brown uniform.

I'd sure like to pop Buster Brownie in the ass one time when she bends over to pick my package up out of her truck.

by The CLE Steamer May 11, 2009

Parking Lot Recycler

Items the garbage truck won’t take, like tires, motor oil, Hazardous Materials are loaded into the car trunk, back of the mini van or pick-up truck, then driven to the parking lot of usually a big box retailer (Caution must be used as video surveillance is being used to watch for this kind of activity) and then covertly deposited usually by a light pole. Lean the tires against the pole, set the milk jugs of oil around the perimeter of the pole along with the cans of paint.

Neighbor 1: The fuckin’ garbage men won’t take those old tires off my deuce and a quarter. Neighbor 2: Yea they don’t take none of that shit, you gotta roll by Home Depot and do the Parking Lot Recycler!

by The CLE Steamer May 12, 2009

Fuck up the Bowl

This happens when you hit the stall about a quarter second before you shit your pants, not having time to sit down all the way on the seat thus projecting fecal matter shit all over the bowl, seat and floor.

Dude, let me toss back a few humunga chungas and I'll show you how to fuck up the bowl!

by The CLE Steamer May 11, 2009

Dressing Room Dipper

When funding is low, time is short, and usually during the daylight hours when car sex is not possible, you find a clothing retailer that has unisex dressing, fitting, or changing rooms, grab the maximum amount of articles permitted in the room on your way in, and then upon entering the room, hang those articles up on the hook, drop your pants and rail your girlfriend. Best done at a busy retailer so the grunts and moans are covered by background noise. At the end of the year, this practice can save you hundreds of dollars in motel expenses as a motel that is clean enough for most peoples standards will cost you half a Benjamin every time.

Ring-Ring: Yo Dude, can I come over and use your apartment for an hour or so? I have this hottie with me who needs some dick now! Person 2: Shit man, sorry, Mom's coming over. You better take her over to Old Navy and do a Dressing Room Dipper if she needs railed that bad!

by The CLE Steamer May 11, 2009

Cleveland Crop Duster

When trapped in an office with a terrible case of the farts, one gets up and does a couple of laps around the office perimeter, slowly and quietly squeezing off a continuous ass rip so as to allude to merely stretching your legs while in reality you are letting off some sever bung hole pressure.

If that fucking Lenny walks by my desk one more time doing the Cleveland Crop Duster, I’m going to kick him in the balls!

by The CLE Steamer May 12, 2009