Charleybrowning
A sequence of related events: first, tricking your grandmother into believing you are a nudist; next, getting her to take her clothes off; next, making her sit indian-style on the front lawn; then, ordering a pizza to be delivered; then, chitchatting with the delivery boy about an arbitrary topic of your choice; and finally, beating the pizza money out of your grandmother with a butcher's cleaver; truly, this is a most perverse sexual fetish
Does this one really need an example? Okay, here goes:
I hate my grandfather. He never leaves the house, and he doesn't own a butcher's cleaver, so Charleybrowning my gram-gram is fucking impossible.
I hate my grandfather. He never leaves the house, and he doesn't own a butcher's cleaver, so Charleybrowning my gram-gram is fucking impossible.