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What is chunkle's?
a skinny person's new-found preference after discovering the mind-blowing superiority of plus-sized sex partners.
Al: That girl is so hot, is that fat guy her brother?
Bob: Nah, that's her boyfriend, she's got Chunkle Fever
or
Richard: Check the giant booty on that one!
Wayne: Aw yeah...
Richard: Bro, you got Chunkle Fever
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Chunkle's - what is it?
the layers of fat that "chill" on the bodies of fat people;the unsightly roll of skin that may be shown above the jeans
may be used as: "That girl has some serious lil' CHUNKLES hanging out there!"
What does "chunkle's" mean?
Verb. To laugh so vigorously as to induce vomiting.
A portmanteau formation from "chuckle" and blow chunks.
I laughed so hard at that movie, I totally chunkled into the popcorn bowl.
Chunkle's - what does it mean?
The worst part of any food; usually burnt or undercooked and very gristly.
I knew if I was late dinner I would get stuck with the chunkle of beef.
Why does my piece of chicken have a toenail in it? This just better not be the chunkle!
Chunkle's - meaning
A Chunkle is a small amount of something. A little less than a chunk. Chunkle can commonly be confused with puffle when wanting to fart
-when there is little ketchup left in the bottle- "can you pass me a chunkle of ketchup?"
-when farting- "I think my puffle left a little chunkle behind."
Chunkle's - definition
It is something that makes me chunkle.
Chunkle's - slang
Quite like a ‘Chuckle’ in laughter, but done by a ‘fat’ person, instead of chuckling, they chunkle.
Rosie O'Donald chunkles at her own jokes.
Chunkle's
verb - manage or deal with (something) wrongly or ineffectively.
noun - a French uncle
Dan chunkled it today when he dropped all of the dry erase boards.
Chunkle's
This is a big fat, hobo resembling, beared person that turns up at your house and then refuses to leave until it is past midnight.
"Chunkles, please vacate my crib, it's 11:52."
"8 minutes yet."
Chunkle's
Informal slang pirates use to refer to their testicles.
Argh, yee port of call be 35 leagues west as the crow flies, but a frigid tear o’ wind is a-blowing’ me chunkles around. If I’m to father a child someday, a change in the weather is in order.