A cinematic masterpiece, Indiana Bones and the Temple of Splooge is the kind of movie where the archaeological "digs" are exclusively anatomical. The film follows a sweaty, fedora-wearing archaeologist as he navigates the Temple of Splooge, a subterranean den of iniquity where the traps aren't poisoned darts, but rather aggressive "fluid exchanges" and spends less time escaping rolling boulders and more time dealing with "boulders" of a much more sensitive nature. Whether he's navigating the "Chamber of Moans" or outrunning the legal department while trying to convince a cult of leather-clad zealots that his "sacred staff" belongs in a museum, Indy finds himself entangled in a series of high-stakes physical encounters that prioritize raw endurance over historical preservation.
"I went into the kitchen after the blender exploded and it looked like a deleted scene from Indiana Bones and the Temple of Splooge."
Someone who is addicted to obtaining money and building wealth. A money addict and fanatic. Breadheads often work more than one full-time job, and some even participate in illicit activities to "obtain the bread".
I don't buy the schmegegge about Morty sleeping with Moira.
His version of the story was pure schmegegge.
The whole schmegegge was made up to get Liz a little bit of attention.
Looking or experiencing something nice after witnessing something horrid like a disgusting gif or a disturbing video. Typically used as eye bleach are nice images of whatever makes the disturbed person happy.
Noun. Portmanteau of "street" and "road": it describes a street, er, road, built for high speed, but with multiple access points. Excessive width is a common feature. A common feature in suburbia, especially along commercial strips. Unsafe at any speed, their extreme width and straightness paradoxically induces speeding. Somewhat more neutral than synonymous traffic sewer.
Did you see what the traffic engineers want to do to our street? They're going to turn it into a total stroad!