3 definitions by Astral Dissection
(noun; pronounced: ham-BURR-jenss) Hamburgence is a physiologically-induced, and paradoxically urgent state of mind; one that combines all the mystery and intrigue of the human digestive processes, the urgent drive to satisfy a craving, and the related cascade of coma-inducing neurotransmitter chemicals in response to the consumption, and subsequent OVERFILL of specifically fatty foods: primarily hamburgers. The end result is usually a Food-Coma.
The chubby kid in the booth at McDonalds, staring vacantly at the 10+ empty hamburger wrappers before him, unable to move nor utter a single word, has reached the event horizon of a Food-Coma, brought on by an episode of HAMBURGENCE.
As he raises his sausage-link fingers to grasp ahold of his cup of over-priced sugar-syrup-water, he suddenly realizes the futility of such an ambitious act; subsequently surrendering to his body's fat-saturated condition - albeit temporarily.
Note: a hamburgence-induced food-coma is one of the shorter-lasting conditions related to overindulgence.
The chubby kid in the booth at McDonalds, staring vacantly at the 10+ empty hamburger wrappers before him, unable to move nor utter a single word, has reached the event horizon of a Food-Coma, brought on by an episode of HAMBURGENCE.
As he raises his sausage-link fingers to grasp ahold of his cup of over-priced sugar-syrup-water, he suddenly realizes the futility of such an ambitious act; subsequently surrendering to his body's fat-saturated condition - albeit temporarily.
Note: a hamburgence-induced food-coma is one of the shorter-lasting conditions related to overindulgence.
Johnny: "We should hit the road now, if we're going to make it to the hotel in time to check in."
Gordo: "I....can't....move...ughhhnnn"
Johnny: "Oh no, you didn't... My back hurts today, I can't carry you again!"
Gordo: "I am sorry....but....I...I...." (drools on self, eyes half-lidded)
Johnny: "Dude - your hamburgence has gotten to a dangerous level.. I've had enough of your blubbery! Get up!!"
Gordo: "zzzzzz....zzzzz...."
Gordo: "I....can't....move...ughhhnnn"
Johnny: "Oh no, you didn't... My back hurts today, I can't carry you again!"
Gordo: "I am sorry....but....I...I...." (drools on self, eyes half-lidded)
Johnny: "Dude - your hamburgence has gotten to a dangerous level.. I've had enough of your blubbery! Get up!!"
Gordo: "zzzzzz....zzzzz...."
by Astral Dissection June 26, 2011
(noun; pronounced: ham-BURR-jenss) Hamburgence is a physiologically-induced state of mind; one that combines all the mystery and intrigue of the human digestive processes, and the related cascade of coma-inducing neurotransmitter chemicals in response to the consumption, and subsequent OVERFILL of - specifically - incredibly fatty foods: primarily hamburgers.
The chubby kid in the booth at McDonalds, staring vacantly at the 10+ empty hamburger wrappers before him, unable to move nor utter a single word, has reached a plainly obvious state of.... HAMBURGENCE.
As he raises his sausage-link fingers to grasp ahold of his cup of over-priced sugar-syrup-water, he suddenly realizes the futility of such an ambitious act, thereby surrendering to his body's fat-saturated, blubbery condition - albeit temporarily.
He is hamburgent; hamburgent he is.
The chubby kid in the booth at McDonalds, staring vacantly at the 10+ empty hamburger wrappers before him, unable to move nor utter a single word, has reached a plainly obvious state of.... HAMBURGENCE.
As he raises his sausage-link fingers to grasp ahold of his cup of over-priced sugar-syrup-water, he suddenly realizes the futility of such an ambitious act, thereby surrendering to his body's fat-saturated, blubbery condition - albeit temporarily.
He is hamburgent; hamburgent he is.
Johnny: "We should hit the road now, if we're going to make it to the hotel in time to check in."
Gordo: "I....can't....move...ughhhnnn"
Johnny: "Oh no, you didn't... My back hurts today, I can't carry you again!"
Gordo: "I am sorry....but....I...I...." (drools on self, eyes half-lidded)
Johnny: "Dude - your hamburgence has gotten to a dangerous level.. I've had enough of your blubbery! Get up!!"
Gordo: "zzzzzz....zzzzz...."
Gordo: "I....can't....move...ughhhnnn"
Johnny: "Oh no, you didn't... My back hurts today, I can't carry you again!"
Gordo: "I am sorry....but....I...I...." (drools on self, eyes half-lidded)
Johnny: "Dude - your hamburgence has gotten to a dangerous level.. I've had enough of your blubbery! Get up!!"
Gordo: "zzzzzz....zzzzz...."
by Astral Dissection June 4, 2011
(adjective; specific to visual stimulus; fleeting/momentary)
Every human being has seen him or herself in the mirror, and come to a conclusion about what angle, amount of lighting, and expression make for what they consider to be their "best face". Girls are more prone to this activity than guys, though gender does not preclude the act from taking place eventually.
On the other hand, there are moments in our lives, specifically during some kind of social activity, where we are paying little to no attention to the angle, lighting, and expression upon our faces. Sometimes, this can result in a starkly different - and often alarming - physical appearance of our faces, compared to the normally controlled "look" we present to others.
This appearance is called Primal Face. It is the most accurate and no-holds-barred visual representation of what we look like. Many people are not consciously aware of the existence of Primal Face, but they certainly do see it, when it happens. The most gorgeous, seemingly perfect guy or girl can seemingly degenerate into a hideous, fugly frumpbomb when in the midst of their own sudden and momentary Primal Face.
Every human being has seen him or herself in the mirror, and come to a conclusion about what angle, amount of lighting, and expression make for what they consider to be their "best face". Girls are more prone to this activity than guys, though gender does not preclude the act from taking place eventually.
On the other hand, there are moments in our lives, specifically during some kind of social activity, where we are paying little to no attention to the angle, lighting, and expression upon our faces. Sometimes, this can result in a starkly different - and often alarming - physical appearance of our faces, compared to the normally controlled "look" we present to others.
This appearance is called Primal Face. It is the most accurate and no-holds-barred visual representation of what we look like. Many people are not consciously aware of the existence of Primal Face, but they certainly do see it, when it happens. The most gorgeous, seemingly perfect guy or girl can seemingly degenerate into a hideous, fugly frumpbomb when in the midst of their own sudden and momentary Primal Face.
Bob: Dude! OMG what the HELL?!
Ingus: What?? What happened?
Bob: Okay... Okay....hold on a sec...lemme lower my heart rate...
Ingus: Geez man, what is it?
Bob: I was talking to Katie, and you know she's super hot, right? Well, I was telling her a story of how I got into acting, and her eyes glazed over, like not really listening, you know?
Ingus: Yeah, I know that look..
Bob: Okay, well... I looked away for a sec while I was talking, and when I looked back, Katie was gone...in her place was some kind of wretched booby-beast! All these wrinkles and indentations on her face showed up outta nowhere, and was giving me the fish-eye! It was scary, dude..
Ingus: Oh crapola... Listen closely man, listen: what you saw was her Primal Face.. The most uglifying frame of visual representation.. It happens to everyone.
Bob: Really? Wow...phew, that's a relief. I thought I'd been blinded by lust and had woken up.
Ingus: What?? What happened?
Bob: Okay... Okay....hold on a sec...lemme lower my heart rate...
Ingus: Geez man, what is it?
Bob: I was talking to Katie, and you know she's super hot, right? Well, I was telling her a story of how I got into acting, and her eyes glazed over, like not really listening, you know?
Ingus: Yeah, I know that look..
Bob: Okay, well... I looked away for a sec while I was talking, and when I looked back, Katie was gone...in her place was some kind of wretched booby-beast! All these wrinkles and indentations on her face showed up outta nowhere, and was giving me the fish-eye! It was scary, dude..
Ingus: Oh crapola... Listen closely man, listen: what you saw was her Primal Face.. The most uglifying frame of visual representation.. It happens to everyone.
Bob: Really? Wow...phew, that's a relief. I thought I'd been blinded by lust and had woken up.
by Astral Dissection June 7, 2011