It's short for 'hungry bum syndrome' when someones trousers are a bit to far up thier own arse and it resembles like you're bum is trying to eat your trousers.
Belinda - 'Omg, hahah. Look...over there!'
Claire - 'Look at the case of HBS on that skank! We're bitches but it's true.'
A self-professed, "Bullshit Club," evidenced by annual elections for club president (nickels counted as one vote "for" pennies one vote "against"). Votes were counted New Year's eve for that year, not the following year, and weren't done being counted until after midnight, so the elected official was never really President, but got bragging rights for the previous year. The money helped pay for booze at the party.
Cards with a custom rubber stamp containing secret ID symbol's were printed for members to gain entry to parties (passed through the door jamb).
Each member had a nickname and "the Prez" had to approve these, but even though membership was rather exclusive, everyone who smoked dope in Milpitas in the early to mid-80's either scored from one of the members or knew of the HBS.
Matt "The Prez,"
Friday at 5 at Brian's,
Rocky, the asshole who would inevitably yell and kick everyone out.
You could describe us as white punks on dope, but this it is the only abreviation of HBS that can stand.
There was always a cloud of KGB coming out of the HBS headquarters every Friday at 5 for KFOG's Weekend Salute.
The acronym used to describe the greatest Auto-Body repair facility on the planet, HodgesBody Shop.
Dutch Tony was driving down Hwy 11 and spilled his hot Old Milwaukee all over his lap causing a catastrophic accident. Luckily for Dutch Tony, HBS repaired his vehicle to pre accident condition.