Formerly married women who put out early in a relationship, or evening.
I love hors d'ivorce. I didn't even have to buy dinner.
The person who opens the wrapper of a popsicle.
As beneficial owner of a popsicle, I would need to be wary of those who would like to give my popsicle a haircut. They might try a shark-bite to avoid my back-ice.
Like back-wash, but on a popsicle. This is why many of us use the shark bite method. Frozen slobber on a popsicle.
A beneficial owner of a popsicle would rarely employ the use of a shark bite. This is simply because a person is immune to their own back-ice.
The common strength of a man that seems superhuman to all those who do not possess it. In middle school recess, if you got dared into a friendly wrestling match with that guy (every school has one)who was held-back 2 years and already had a full beard and drove himself to school, you would experience the force of man strength. The fingers seem made of steel and grapple with other-worldly force. Eventually, you will be in a full nelson so tight, you wont be able to get the air out of your constricted neck to muster a vocal signal of capitulation.
I found out that Steve has man strength. I am giving him 1/2 of my lunch money for the rest of the year.
When 2 people of similar ranks and/or tenure are working together closely on the same projects and they each keep managing to delegate tasks back and forth more than once each.
Eric walks into Bill's office and states "Bill, I need you to work up a proposal for the Cincinnati project." Bill says, "OK, can you review this report and print it in color?" As Eric lays 2 folders on Bill's desk, he says, "Sure. And by the way, here is the information you need to finish the Oklahoma project." Bill says, "thank you." and as Eric is leaving Bill's office, Bill zips Eric an email requesting Eric to fill-in for him at this week's seminar. Thus, a delegation duel.
The state of an adult possessing many thousands of once valuable, now worthless baseball cards. The burden carrier is cursed with holding a sliver of false hope that the cards will one day become worth something. So, the burden carrier must keep them in "mint" condition(not in the attic or basement where space is abundant) No, the burden-afflicted takes-up large amounts of climate-controlled prime closet space with this mass of what amounts to thousands of glossy toilet paper squares. The burden also weighs heavy in domestic squabbles. If your wife asks you why those cards are taking-up half of the closet, you can say nothing. There is no defense. They are the quivalent of a Precious Moments Burden for women.
"I really would like to buy that new coat. But if I do, I will have to get rid of my vacuum cleaner to make space in the closet" "Such is life with the baseball card burden"
The female counter-part to nut-meg in soccer. It is when a soccer ball is intentionally, cleanly, and successfully directed through the gap created by a girl's (the victim's) planted legs during soccer. This usually causes a momentary stun/deer-in-the-headlights reaction from the victim because of the initial shock and disbelief of what just happened. There must be an intent on the offender's part to shoot the gap with the ball for a smeg-meg to occur. If it happens accidentally, an official smeg-meg did not occur. I came up with this one circa 1990.
Person #1 "Did you see that girl get nut-megged?"
Person #2 "A girl can't get nut-megged, she got smeg-megged"