Good Meat
A modern scots saying to describe an inedible object that causes an overpowering urge to chew or bite
"did you see those shoes?" "no" "shit son, they were good meat"
Good Meat
Good Meat is a term that encompasses many different meanings:
1) A sexual, term referring to the person as an object of 'Good Meat'
2) That someone is the host to a plethora of 'Good Meat', as in meat for eating. In this context you would take into account the supposed flavor of the meat, consistency, texture, tenderness, etc.
3) That someone is cool and bad ass, as opposed to being 'Bad Meat' which means that they can be any or all of the following: Smelly, douchey, slutty, extremely overweight, extremely underweight, a poser, an asshole, a bitch cunt bitch and so forth.
4) Good Meat is also a company that specializes in providing the public with 100% Good Meat. In every sense of the word.
1) A sexual, term referring to the person as an object of 'Good Meat'
2) That someone is the host to a plethora of 'Good Meat', as in meat for eating. In this context you would take into account the supposed flavor of the meat, consistency, texture, tenderness, etc.
3) That someone is cool and bad ass, as opposed to being 'Bad Meat' which means that they can be any or all of the following: Smelly, douchey, slutty, extremely overweight, extremely underweight, a poser, an asshole, a bitch cunt bitch and so forth.
4) Good Meat is also a company that specializes in providing the public with 100% Good Meat. In every sense of the word.
Dylan: "Dude, Christopher Walken is the shit."
Kup: "I'll tell you what, Thass'um Good Meat."
Kup: "I'll tell you what, Thass'um Good Meat."
good meat
A description of a man who is sexually appealing because of his body size. See thick.
"He got that good meat."
good meat
When the hitters in the meat of the order for a baseball team overall do well in the game.
That was good meat by the Yankees tonight. Their 3-4-5 hitters had six hits!
good food good meat good god let’s eat
Saying after prayer in floribama shore, used to thank the lord for the meal they are about to receive
Thank you lord for blessing us with this food, good food good meat good god let’s eat
as neither fish nor good red meat
stuck in the middle; not truely one thing or another.
"That's what General Rawson thought you would say,"
Lauffer said emotionally, "as your father's son, as the great-grandson of General Pueyrredon. That you would join us!"
Don't get carried away, Roberto," Clete said. "I'll fly the airplane, if it comes down to that, but I'm not enlisting in your army."
"Actually, the subject of a temporary commission did come up," Martin said. "Would you be willing-"
"I already have a Marine Corps commission," Clete said.
"This would be a temporary commission," Martin said. "It would solve a lot of problems...."
"Would I have to swear an oath? Of allegiance?"
"Yes, naturally. Of course."
"The moment I did that," Clete said, "I would lose my American citizenship."
"That would be difficult for you?"
"Yeah, it would," Clete said without thinking about it. "I don't want to do that."
He happened to glance at Martin's eyes.
And saw in them that be had just closed a door that would never again be opened.
If I had accepted that temporary commission under these circumstances, where accepting it might mean that I would find myself standing in front of a wall with Rawson, Martin, and Lauffer, even if it lasted only 3 days, they would thereafter have accepted me a bona fide Argentine. Now that will never happen.
Well, so be it. I'm an American. I don't want to give thatup.
"That leaves you, of course," Martin said, cordially enough, "as the English would put it, as neither fish nor good red meat"
-W.E.B. Griffin p-591 (Blood and Honor)
Lauffer said emotionally, "as your father's son, as the great-grandson of General Pueyrredon. That you would join us!"
Don't get carried away, Roberto," Clete said. "I'll fly the airplane, if it comes down to that, but I'm not enlisting in your army."
"Actually, the subject of a temporary commission did come up," Martin said. "Would you be willing-"
"I already have a Marine Corps commission," Clete said.
"This would be a temporary commission," Martin said. "It would solve a lot of problems...."
"Would I have to swear an oath? Of allegiance?"
"Yes, naturally. Of course."
"The moment I did that," Clete said, "I would lose my American citizenship."
"That would be difficult for you?"
"Yeah, it would," Clete said without thinking about it. "I don't want to do that."
He happened to glance at Martin's eyes.
And saw in them that be had just closed a door that would never again be opened.
If I had accepted that temporary commission under these circumstances, where accepting it might mean that I would find myself standing in front of a wall with Rawson, Martin, and Lauffer, even if it lasted only 3 days, they would thereafter have accepted me a bona fide Argentine. Now that will never happen.
Well, so be it. I'm an American. I don't want to give thatup.
"That leaves you, of course," Martin said, cordially enough, "as the English would put it, as neither fish nor good red meat"
-W.E.B. Griffin p-591 (Blood and Honor)