pissicle

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English[edit]

Etymology[edit]

Blend of piss +‎ icicle

Pronunciation[edit]

Noun[edit]

pissicle (plural pissicles)

  1. Frozen urine.
    • 1995, Bruce Pascoe, Lyn Harwood, Fabulous at Fifty: Fifty of the Best from Australian Short Stories[1], illustrated edition, Pascoe Pub., →ISBN, page 138:
      It's over the relatives' heads. ‘Yes, I will write.’ He writes once and does not write again. The little one is fired up. ‘Au revoire, André. Build those punee leg. Next time I get a good ride on your pissicle.
    • 2001, Kamau Brathwaite, Ancestors: A Reinvention of Mother Poem, Sun Poem, and X/self[2], volume 902, New Directions Publishing, →ISBN, page 266:
      But fear of he rat of the black wrack of africa ruins of dreamers conrad + kurtz rat-a-tap rat-a-tap rat-a-tap tappin fear of the past not knowing it per -fume or nas -ty. hear -ing about it only in whispers bound to the mast of street comers barbershop rum-shop gossip in pissicle places after the sex -surge of young womens thighs comb -ing […]
    • 2003, “Introduction”, in Sleazegrinder, editor, Gigs from Hell: True Stories of Rock and Roll Gone Wrong[3], illustrated edition, Critical Vision, →ISBN, page 23:
      We were stopped at a gas station. As we stumbled out one by one, we saw in the morning light, the entire side of the van covered in yellow ice, a gigantic ‘pissicle’ blowing outwards along the backside from a spot at the window's edge into a thick, frozen glacier. I had to laugh.
    • 2005, Ed Buckbee, Wally Schirra, The Real Space Cowboys[4], illutrated edition, number 53, Apogee Books, →ISBN, page 86:
      I noticed this long slender structure hanging down from their spacecraft and couldn't identify what it was. Turns out it was the urine dump valve. After 11 days in space, the urine that was dumped overboard had frozen on to the side of the spacecraft. I called it the Gemini 7 pissicle.
    • 2010 January 13, Kate Braestrup, Marriage and Other Acts of Charity: A Memoir[5], Little, Brown, →ISBN:
      When the kids and I got home, Drew would be waiting for us. Peter would confess the crime du jour. “Ellie ate a pissicle,” he would explain solemnly. Drew would laugh, of course. Peter's little face would shine with incredulous relief, with delight. I would tell Drew about the first achievement of my new spiritual journey: I had proudly reinvented the Golden Rule.