Slob

What if God was one of us / Just a slob like one of us

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have just begun our gradual descent into the Indianapolis area, a descent similar in many ways to the gradual slide of the United States from a first-class world leader to an aggressive, third-rate debtor nation of overweight slobs, undereducated slob children and aimless elderly people who can't afford to buy medicine. The current conditions in Indianapolis: Temperature sixty-one degrees, partly cloudy skies, winds from the southwest and intense Midwestern boredom."

[…] save the placid Jemima who slobbed along as slowly and comfortable as a well-fatted pig returning from feeding-trough to stye.

Mitch slobbed down on to the sofa and plonked a foot on the table, his ankle right next to the offending device.

For I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness.

There’s nothin’ sweeter than slobbing in front of crap TV after a hard day’s work … There is nothing worse than slobbing in front of crap TV after a hard day’s nothing.

He had a pail of paint, and I didn't want to get slobbed up with paint, […]

You've been SLOBBED! Hit the showers and try again.