A clique of girls that are preferably Hispanic who do nothing but have "photo shoots" in different New York scenery and imitate anything they think is fashionable. They also download a new picture every week in order to advertise their selves. dLd stands for "Dem Latin Dymes"
I went walking around my neighborhood yesterday and Dld was there posing outside of the bodega so I turned the other way
by thechosen3rd May 23, 2008
Daddy Large Dick or Daddy Long Dick
(GIRL SCENARIO DOWN BELOW)
You could use it for a guy that you like, or a guy will tell you to call him that if he wants to be with you and want you to give him head.
(GIRL SCENARIO DOWN BELOW)
You could use it for a guy that you like, or a guy will tell you to call him that if he wants to be with you and want you to give him head.
by taaaaaaay1234 April 4, 2017
by bsoltan April 21, 2006
by Fred Z2 August 1, 2017
Dirty Little Denim's - cut off Levi's shorts worn by girls in the summer. Usually cut at the crotch.
No leggings or tights, as they would be repping in winter.
Usually a sign of the start of summer.
No leggings or tights, as they would be repping in winter.
Usually a sign of the start of summer.
by Pizza Lolly March 11, 2011
What can I say? DLD!
by Tiff_YO! June 26, 2009
The mental states that a computer owner goes through when the only copy of data is lost. For instance, a hard drive that contains family pictures from the last 5 years which has never been backed up suddenly dies, the owner will go through several stages of denial that the data has been actually lost and cannot be recovered.
A classic case of Data Loss Denial (DLD):
"It was 230am. I had been staring at the clicking hard drive for 6 hours non-stop, as if my very retinal gaze would be able to pull the 700GB of lost JPGS back to life thru the steel sides of the hateful beast. I started to scream, then wail like a banshee from "LOTR part 5". "FUCK!!! FUCK FUCK!!!! FUCK ME!!!! FUCK ME!!!! DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!!!" I screamed over and over and over. The walls shook. The kids awoke in terror and cried. My wife grabbed the phone and started to dial 911. I wrenched the phone from her hands and screamed "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU DON'T! That was 700 hundred FUCKING JIGGABYTES OF OUR LIVES!!!!!!!!! And now its GONE!!!!!!!". I grabbed the black metal rectangle of clicking death and ran downstairs. I started to throw it over the back fence. Then I stopped. I thought, hmmmmm, maybe, just maybe, if I hook it back to that SATA cable, just one more time?? And power cycle again? Yeah, that'll do it. Lets go try again....."
"It was 230am. I had been staring at the clicking hard drive for 6 hours non-stop, as if my very retinal gaze would be able to pull the 700GB of lost JPGS back to life thru the steel sides of the hateful beast. I started to scream, then wail like a banshee from "LOTR part 5". "FUCK!!! FUCK FUCK!!!! FUCK ME!!!! FUCK ME!!!! DIE DIE DIE DIE!!!!!" I screamed over and over and over. The walls shook. The kids awoke in terror and cried. My wife grabbed the phone and started to dial 911. I wrenched the phone from her hands and screamed "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND. YOU DON'T! That was 700 hundred FUCKING JIGGABYTES OF OUR LIVES!!!!!!!!! And now its GONE!!!!!!!". I grabbed the black metal rectangle of clicking death and ran downstairs. I started to throw it over the back fence. Then I stopped. I thought, hmmmmm, maybe, just maybe, if I hook it back to that SATA cable, just one more time?? And power cycle again? Yeah, that'll do it. Lets go try again....."
by Chuckles759 February 3, 2010