my name is cos's definitions
To Libby (verb): to out someone's undercover role, as Lewis "Scooter" Libby (and others) did to CIA agent Valerie Plame.
Her: Yes, I'm sort of a secret agent.
Him: Well, if you keep telling people it's not much of a secret is it?
Her: Oh, you're right! I need to work on my stealth. Sorry.
Him: Don't apologize to me - I'm not the one who Libbyed you.
Him: Well, if you keep telling people it's not much of a secret is it?
Her: Oh, you're right! I need to work on my stealth. Sorry.
Him: Don't apologize to me - I'm not the one who Libbyed you.
by My name is Cos August 7, 2007
Get the Libbymug. The sort of unfortunate or amusing coincidence or contradiction that you're tempted to label "irony", but realize isn't actually ironic at all. Named for Alanis Morisette, whose song Ironic contains many examples of alany and none of irony (except for the song as a whole, which is ironic...).
You plan a trip to a faraway city, contact your friend who lives there who you haven't seen in months, and find out she's actually going to be visiting your city that same weekend, so you'll miss each other. Such alany!
by my name is Cos July 20, 2008
Get the alanymug. ----------
Both of them were asshats! Well, that guy was a little less of an asshat than the other.
Yeah. Good thing Amir was there, or the whole night would've sucked. He's a real headpants.
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What do you do when you have to walk a mile and a half in a downpour, and by the time you arrive, your jeans are soaked from the pockets down? But your shirt is dry. And your flannel overshirt is dry.
Clearly, if you're as much of a headpants as she is, you turn it into a skirt, by wrapping it around your waist and attaching as many of the buttons as you can.
Both of them were asshats! Well, that guy was a little less of an asshat than the other.
Yeah. Good thing Amir was there, or the whole night would've sucked. He's a real headpants.
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What do you do when you have to walk a mile and a half in a downpour, and by the time you arrive, your jeans are soaked from the pockets down? But your shirt is dry. And your flannel overshirt is dry.
Clearly, if you're as much of a headpants as she is, you turn it into a skirt, by wrapping it around your waist and attaching as many of the buttons as you can.
by my name is Cos November 15, 2009
Get the headpantsmug. They won't like it, but the IT department says we need to fenestrate the entire department, including the ones who are using Linux.
by my name is Cos April 16, 2009
Get the fenestratemug. More extreme version of meatatarian (alternate spelling: meagan).
A vegetarian doesn't eat meat; a vegan eats only fruits and vegetables.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, a meatarian wants meat in every meal; a meagan not only wants meat in every meal, but avoids the veggies altogether.
A vegetarian doesn't eat meat; a vegan eats only fruits and vegetables.
On the opposite side of the spectrum, a meatarian wants meat in every meal; a meagan not only wants meat in every meal, but avoids the veggies altogether.
We have a really hard time having dinner together, because I'm a vegetarian and she's megan, so she doesn't like anything I want to eat!
by my name is Cos June 3, 2008
Get the meganmug. When two people are cuddling in bed, three arms have somewhere to be but the fourth arm is in the way. It's the extra arm.
"I've always wondered exactly what to do with that extra arm. I've tried curling it up between us, putting it above my head under the pillow, straightening it between us and the only thing that seems to work is just putting it behind me."
-- metafilter posting
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by my name is Cos October 23, 2007
Get the extra armmug. You've been accumulating cruft year after year, a gnawing sense in the back of your mind that someday you'll have to do something with this stuff. Actually getting down to looking through it all, one by one, and throwing out everything you're never going to use: the decrapification of your apartment.
I know him, I took his Apple Unix when he was in New York.
Oh, yeah, that was when I moved out of the Brooklyn apartment. That was round one of the great decrapification.
Decrapification was the project for 2007, and oh my god the stuff we got rid of!
Oh, yeah, that was when I moved out of the Brooklyn apartment. That was round one of the great decrapification.
Decrapification was the project for 2007, and oh my god the stuff we got rid of!
by My name is Cos January 13, 2008
Get the decrapificationmug.