When traffic is backed up for miles on a highway, crawling along -- and then suddenly everyone returns to normal high speeds without passing an accident, stalled car, or road construction.
We spent 45 minutes bumper-to-bumper for no reason?!? It must be immaculate congestion.
Somehow, Rodney's Christmas tree, decked out in garish purple lights and Mrs. Santa pornaments, failed to convey the solemnity and dignity of this holiest of days.
The feeling of being overworked, underappreciated and like you don't exist to others during the holidays while in actuality the season's success depends on you.
The sense of being 3 feet small when others would view you in high stature if they realized all you do to make the holiday's happen.
I think Hermey is having some elf-esteem issues. He's pulling the stuffing out of all the teddy bears.
Something that could have been told in a more concise way but is dragged out because the teller doesn't know how to tell a story. It's a play on the annoying clarifier, "Long story short," people use to sum up a digression, which really never seems to be that short anyway. So instead you say the opposite.
So I was walking into the store the other day, I wanted to get some aspirin because I had this massive headache and I walked down aisle four but they only had Tylenol but that doesn't work and I went to the counter and short story long this guy was holding up the store!
Urban Dictionary is like my guidebook to the real world.
