A syndrome characterized by driving a mini-van recklessly, stemming from--and to compensate for--the shame of driving a mini-van (a direct relationship exists between the degree of “family orientation” to which the mini-van was engineered and the recklessness of the driver, and the mini-van can therefore be used as an indicator of potential road-hazard). Symptoms may include, but are not limited to: veering dangerously across highways, lack of turn signal use, speed limit disobedience, “baby on board” emblems, children’s sports logos, general disregard of the safety, or opinions, of others, and an all-around douchey disposition.
See also: Unnecessary, Oversized Truck Complex, Penis Envy
Josh: "I think Jeff might be developing a Mini-van Complex."
Brian: "Can you blame him? His wife has vanity plates on that thing."
Brian: "What's that guy's problem?"
|2.||mormon assault vehicle|
another term for a station wagon, mini-van, or any other kind of vehicle that is targeted at the "family" demographic(also M.A.V.)
"Tactical advantages aside, the M.A.V. is top of the line for the holy warrior troop transport manufactured by the Church of Latter Day Saints Military Industrial Complex. Also great for family trips...to heathen lands."
Generally speaking, a soccer mom is an upper middle class white woman from the suburbs. But soccer moms can be divided into two categories:more...
-Mrs. Foo Foo-
She was born into an upper middle class family. Her daddy payed her way through college, where she met "hubby" (who, of course, was majoring in business). She was married straight out of college, and has never had to work a day in her life because "hubby" is now some sort of douchebag in middle management. Despite "hubby" only making $80,000/year, she still likes to convince herself that he makes well into the six figures. She attempts to show this off by her large ass SUV and her daily trips to the local mall. She is in her late 20s, and 30/40s, and still tries to shop in the juniors sections, and constantly talks about her sorority back in college. She is a member of the PTA and the "Christian stay at home moms basket weaving club" at her church, although back in college she'd suck a dick at the drop of a hat. She lives vicariously through her daughters, which is why you will find her in her fold up chair definitely wearing capris, at the YMCA youth league soccer team cheering on her future little prom queen, who by the way is the best cheerleader on her $8,000 a year cheerleading team. If she has sons, he is of course "Mr. Athlete." This is not by choice of the child. ALL of her children are blond, even if she and her husband are both brunettes. Her children do not know the father, since he constantly away on his bu...
|4.||regional weather complex|
the false concept that the local weather is unique to all other weather in the world and is in itself its own entity. It is usually mundanely referenced when the weather is out of synch for the season. i.e. A 60F degree January day in Cleveland.
Fat old lady from Cleveland getting into her mini-van, "This ain't no winter day, it feels like summer! Kooky Cleveland weather!"
Intelligent bystander, "What's that? Are you another idiot with a regional weather complex?"