Sardining
A game in which two or more players (often teenagers) play anywhere from 12 - 3 am. One player walks up to the front door, while the rest position them selves in the center of the front lawn. Once they are situated on the lawn, the player at the door rings the dorr bell and halls ass over to the other players. Everone sits on the lawn until all but one have ran off. The last person sitting on the lawn wins the game.
Me and my friends went sardining last night at like 2 in the morning.
Sardining
When someone lies still during sex (willingly), like a dead fish... like an unresponsive pillow princess.
"Dude, she just laid there. What the hell?"
"Oh shit, seriously?"
"Yeah, she was sardining."
"Oh shit, seriously?"
"Yeah, she was sardining."
sardines
A game you can play with your friends. One person hides, and the other friends split up and look for that person. If they find the hiding person, they have to hide with the hiding person until everyone is hiding in one place. The last person to find the hiding group is the loser and is the next hider. This game is especially fun in malls or stores such as Wal-Mart.
Hey Fran, let's play sardines!
Okay, but remember it took us an hour to find Jeremy in Wal-Mart last time!
Okay, but remember it took us an hour to find Jeremy in Wal-Mart last time!
Sardin
Type of fish, misprononciation of Sardine
Nickname of stupidity
Nickname of stupidity
Mrs Freeman whats a sardin?
sardine
A slimey little biatch
Your a sardine
Sardineized
Sardineized: The act of being picked into something or into some place, or into some situations so tight that you feel as if you are packed into that area so tight, you feel like you are packed in this tight place as if you were packed inside a can full of Sardines (A "Sardine" is the common name used to refer to various small, oily fish within the herring family, normally packaged tight into a small confining can when prepared and ready to eat), Thus; you have gotten the feeling of being “Sardineized”.
Example: Billy bob, " I am so packed into this Tuxedos that it is so tight and their are so many people in this sheep barn at this wedding reception of Becky Lue’s, that I am simply becoming Sardineized. I can't take it any more, this starched pink lacey shirt makes me feel so gay, and I even had to use deodorant to come to Becky Lue's party. I have got to get out of here. I just need to get out of this monkey suit, get me some beers, and go fish'n.
Sardine
Bus which is made for 100 passengers, filled up with 150 passengers.
Can you move a lil bit, please?
Where, man, its sardine!!!
Where, man, its sardine!!!