p@$$ing thr.ugh's definitions
When a person's mere proximity is enough to make you feel like your being repeatedly punched in the sinuses by their overbearing perfume/cologne. Olfactory assaulters have no sense of smell therefore they are immune to their own chemical warfare.
Do you like my perfume?
Yes it's intoxicating, and by intoxicating I mean, I feel like I'm two drinks in and am being waterboarded with gasoline. Please end this olfactory assault. I surrender and will tell you anything you need to know. And I'll use my underwear as the white flag.
Yes it's intoxicating, and by intoxicating I mean, I feel like I'm two drinks in and am being waterboarded with gasoline. Please end this olfactory assault. I surrender and will tell you anything you need to know. And I'll use my underwear as the white flag.
by p@$$ing thr.ugh September 25, 2010
Get the olfactory assaultmug. The story as it's told.
Five: I was watching squirels mate, and I rode my bicycle into a parked car, and I looked around for witnesses, and I got back on my bicycle, and I rode around the corner to safety to set my broken leg.
Everyone: Smooth Sherlock!
Five: I was watching squirels mate, and I rode my bicycle into a parked car, and I looked around for witnesses, and I got back on my bicycle, and I rode around the corner to safety to set my broken leg.
Everyone: Smooth Sherlock!
by p@$$ing thr.ugh February 23, 2011
Get the smooth sherlockmug. It's the unintelligable string of curse words that comes out when you're sleep deprived, drunk, or otherwise verbally incapacitated and is used to punctuate your speach.
I can't sleep on airplanes, so going into hour 26 without sleep, I greeted my relatives at the airport with modest enthusiasm and filled out my weak sentence structure with a cheerful expulsion of slurry.
by p@$$ing thr.ugh March 31, 2010
Get the slurrymug. horrible, horrible drivel.
(Actually, I like the saga. I found it ENTERTAINING. Unlike, say, anything written by Margaret Attwood, efin snore. However, I just want to be cool like everyone else, and rag on the books.)
(Actually, I like the saga. I found it ENTERTAINING. Unlike, say, anything written by Margaret Attwood, efin snore. However, I just want to be cool like everyone else, and rag on the books.)
Many people believe twilight is killing vampire culture thought when you boil it down there's nothing wrong with the actual storyline. Sadly the book suffers from a dumb-down teen-fiction blandness of atmosphere and a writing style with a complete lack of character.
Yet, it could be much worse for vampires:
Imagine:
Animé Samurai Robot/Vampire/Catpeople. *Deep Shudder* I think I just puked a little in my mouth.
Yet, it could be much worse for vampires:
Imagine:
Animé Samurai Robot/Vampire/Catpeople. *Deep Shudder* I think I just puked a little in my mouth.
by p@$$ing thr.ugh August 7, 2010
Get the Twilightmug. Between personalities is when a person has a two different distinct personalities for different social circles for eg; work, friends, family, and while transitioning between his/her alter egos gets stuck half way.
I was recovering from last night's rave, when grandpa called me from the hospital to say that grandma had been admitted and when I got there, I was still between personalities.
by p@$$ing thr.ugh January 14, 2010
Get the between personalitiesmug. The kinder gentler form of black mail that wimmin use on their significant others. Can also be referred to as guilt leverage.
Wife: Sweetie, I'm not going to shave my armpits until you shave your beard.
Husband: You're not going to white mail me that easily. Beard stays.
Wife: Fine, I'll just be a hairy monkey.
Husband: Sorry, dear, I'll get rid of the beard.
Husband: You're not going to white mail me that easily. Beard stays.
Wife: Fine, I'll just be a hairy monkey.
Husband: Sorry, dear, I'll get rid of the beard.
by p@$$ing thr.ugh February 22, 2010
Get the White Mailmug. PWS: Pockets, Wallet, Shoes. It's the once over you give yourself when a drunk street magician comes up to you and offers to show you a card trick and at first you half expect him to screw up, drop the cards and barf on you, but then he proceeds to pull off a trick that both blows your mind AND has you questioning reality for the next 45 minutes. You do the PWS once-over, 'cause if he can do that, then what else is he capable of?
Wow, that was some trick. First, PWS: pockets, wallet shoes. Check. Now, for the important question: Why is it that I can't fry an egg with my mind?
by p@$$ing thr.ugh January 21, 2010
Get the PWSmug.