He is a kid like fat mike and always loves to blow on his brothers insanely small penis for which he required a microscope and is friends with john oh whose mom is a milf and you should msg evilbanamaster on aim and tell him how hot his mother is. He has nekked pix of his mother so msg him. ALso Norwoodacious has a monster skill at TD's He owns ludacious during war3! also you should boink john oh's mom. Hes hot!
GO FUCK JOHN OH's MOM SHE IS SO HOT!
n. A person who furiously beats the sausage while uncontrollably crying about how pathetic their life is and how no one will ever want them or love them or touch their insanely small penis.
"Goyney is a cry whacker."
"That kid is the ugliest bastard I have ever seen, he must be a cry whacker."
Ultimate proof that appealing to teen angst and how being a martyr gives you insanely overrated musical talent and massive staying power. Nirvana was simply a decent grunge band, just like Pearl Jam and Alice in Chains, and no better, but because Kurt blew his head off now we have a group of massive posers that think by liking Nirvana that makes them connoisseurs of music.
Kurt Cobain himself said he didn't want Nirvana to become a band that every dipshit that thought that they liked "real" music enjoyed and had t-shirts and other shitty merchandise. His music actually criticized on SEVERAL occasions people like today that think too highly of Nirvana or take them too seriously. He sayed he wanted Nirvana to stay as a small, only at most a semi-popular band that only a few people true to the genre would actually enjoy. Now highschool punk fucks are raping the wishes of the very lead singer they tout so highly of.
Any student at an Ivy League University - usually with insanely high test scores, gobs of leadership and sports positions, loads of extracurricular activities (like forming businesses and doing research on cancer cures, which is where the "miracle" part comes in) you couldn't think of, etc.
Sometimes very obnoxious, too. They seem to be living miracles to the common folk as Ivy League Universities overhype their "reputation" so to try and attract the overachievers before deliberately inflating the grades there so to keep looking good as paper tigers.
Can be used as a derogatory statement but is usually a compliment
My cousin Traci is a miracle kid. She was the captain of her lacrosse team and our school president, and was involved in practically every honor society in school. She nabbed every academic award you could think of and graduated as the sole valedictorian of our school. On the side, she had her own small web-designing company and worked with a family friend on finding a cure for ovarian cancer. She also got 800s on all her SAT IIs and a 2350 on her SAT, and she wowed all the alumni interviewers with her impressive verbal skills honed from her manipulative school campaigns not only to become a leader but for various movements like recycling and more lavish pep rallies and a relaxed dress code. And thus, she was accepted into Princeton University. It's no wonder I or the family never got to spend time with her.
A wealthy suburb of Atlanta where the kids drive nicer cars than most adults and the adults don't drive, they are driven (or, just as often, the women drive H2s and the men drive insanely small sports cars). Chattahoochee High is the public high school of choice. There are no cool places to hang out for teens. People living here can navigate GA400 with coffee in one hand, a bagel in the other and a blue tooth in their ear.
The streets are paved in gold in Alpharetta.
The perfect, literal example of a piece of shit. This is the absolute worst computer component ever conceived by the hands of man. Sure, it LOOKS good with 2.4-2.7 Gigaherz of speed, but its insanely small L1 and L2 cache, not to mention the INCREDIBLY slow FSB, Celerons are useless. There is lag time for even the most little of tasks. Even though Celerons are made for people who are not computer-savvy and who just like to email and surf the web and do Microsoft Word and stuff, they aren't even good at doing that! Fuck Intel for making it.
Leroy: "Hey, I want a cheap computer. I'm thinking of getting a Celeron processor."
Hugh: "I've had one for 2 1/2 years so far. I've been saving up for a while to get a REAL computer. Trust me, opening FireFox gives me 100% CPU usage and incredible lag time. "More than one application running at a time with ease"? HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH. Yeah, switching between Windows Media Player 11 and FireFox gives me (again) 100% CPU usage and lag. Want to play games? Well, fuck. That's too bad for you. It can't handle StarCraft (8 years old), WoW, or even Call of Duty. "Counter-Strike Source"? Oh, my God. You can play CSS.... if you like 9 frames per second on EVERY FUCKING LEVEL."
Leroy: "Damn... I'd be better off with a Pentium 2"
Hugh: "From now on, don't ever mention Intel products to me.... ever. Just go with AMD."
A term used to describe any random activities, usually made-up on the fly, that only extremely intoxicated individuals would perform. These events may be small, such as imitating animals, shoving objects inside of random body orifices, dancing naked, and playing penis tag, but they could also be more extreme. The sheer spontaneity of these activities can result in a lot of fun, not to mention the fact that the individual's drunken state will not inhibit him in any way, throwing responsibility and reason out of the window. However, the more extreme inebriation-creations may result in injury and even death.
An example of an extreme inebriation-creation: During night-time, an insanely drunk individual or group of people get in an automobile, hit the nearest highway, freeway, or interstate, push the automobile to its highest speed limit (usually well above 120 miles per hour). After this stage is achieved, the driver will turn off his headlights and let go of the steering wheel. If the driver has even the slightest amount of common sense left in him, he will periodically take control of the steering wheel and turn on the headlights so he/she does not crash and burn. Even so, there is approximatly an 80% chance of assured death for all of the people in the car at the time.
Man 1 "Yo dude, like, what happened last night, did I pass out?"
Man 2 "Naww man you were wildin out, doin all these ridiculous inebriation-creations and shit"
Man 3 "Shit man, thats probably why there were marbles up my ass this morning"