A soft moist shapeless mass of matter.
"The night of the fight, you may feel a slight sting. That's pride fucking with you. Fuck pride. Pride only hurts, it never helps."
The next time Butch and Marcellus meet it is on less favourable terms, but due to an unfortunate turn of events the two reconcile their differences. Butch is told to;
"...leave town tonight, right now. And when you're gone, you stay gone, or you be gone. You lost all your L.A. privileges."
This is the equivalent of Adam and Eve being thrown out of the Garden of Eden; i.e. Los Angeles.