5 definitions by Baroness Buttercup
A condition caused by living, or being raised, in Downey, CA. Sufferers who grew up in Downey and have since moved away will experience profound feelings of unsubstantiated nostalgia about their childhood home and may suffer from the delusion that Downey is a great place to live; while the afflicted who currently reside in Downey will display extreme frustration, confusion and despair, interspersed with periods of complete denial ("I'm probably going to move to Orange County next year.") Those who grew up in Downey and still live there are the most severely affected as they continually battle conflicting feelings of sentimentality and condemnation.
Symptoms include: a tendency to inadvertently blurt, "Go Bears!" or "Go Ducks!" (depending on whether they attended, Warren High School or Downey High School) whenever the word Downey is used, regardless of the context ("Did you want to go see the new Robert Downey, Jr. movie?" "Go Bears!" "No, Iron Man."); an inability to control the impulse to compare all foods to that served at El Taco; an inexplicable need to mention that Karen Carpenter was also from Downey (followed by deep shame at their lack of control and anxiety that people will assume they like The Carpenters) and feelings of superiority over those who reside in Bell Gardens, Pico Rivera, Paramount and Lynwood based on the misperception that Downey is somehow less ghetto.
Symptoms include: a tendency to inadvertently blurt, "Go Bears!" or "Go Ducks!" (depending on whether they attended, Warren High School or Downey High School) whenever the word Downey is used, regardless of the context ("Did you want to go see the new Robert Downey, Jr. movie?" "Go Bears!" "No, Iron Man."); an inability to control the impulse to compare all foods to that served at El Taco; an inexplicable need to mention that Karen Carpenter was also from Downey (followed by deep shame at their lack of control and anxiety that people will assume they like The Carpenters) and feelings of superiority over those who reside in Bell Gardens, Pico Rivera, Paramount and Lynwood based on the misperception that Downey is somehow less ghetto.
Bob: So you're from Paramount?
Jack: Hell no! Do I look like I'm from Paramount? I'm from Downey!
Bob: What? Like somehow being from Downey is better than . . .
Lori: Shhhhhhhh . . . he can't help it. He has Downey Syndrome.
Bob: Oh. Sorry big guy. Go Bears!
Jack: (clapping hands and laughing) Yay!
Jack: Hell no! Do I look like I'm from Paramount? I'm from Downey!
Bob: What? Like somehow being from Downey is better than . . .
Lori: Shhhhhhhh . . . he can't help it. He has Downey Syndrome.
Bob: Oh. Sorry big guy. Go Bears!
Jack: (clapping hands and laughing) Yay!
by Baroness Buttercup December 11, 2010
1) An unsatisfying or non-existent sexual encounter with a woman.
2) A woman who is functionally retarded in terms of sexual skills or performance.
3) The lack of available or attractive women with whom to hook-up.
2) A woman who is functionally retarded in terms of sexual skills or performance.
3) The lack of available or attractive women with whom to hook-up.
"Being with her is like having sex with a Barbie Doll in a coma. Chick's a total fud dud."
Doug: How was the bar last night?
Keith: Fud dud, man. The place was a complete sausage-fest.
Doug: How was the bar last night?
Keith: Fud dud, man. The place was a complete sausage-fest.
by Baroness Buttercup December 10, 2010
On Facebook, persistently attempt to steer threads in a sexual direction; continually make lewd and suggestive comments, regardless of their relevance to the original post or current tone of the thread.
Nancy: Grandma Geriatrician's birthday on Saturday. What do you get for a 90 year old???
Moira: What else could you want or need at that age?
Rhonda: Just wrap up something she already has. She's 90!!!! She won't remember if she had one or not.
Moira: Then re-wrap it and let your brother give it to her, too ... lol!
Keith: I'd like to give you a "pearl necklace" for your birthday.
Nancy: Dude, that doesn't even make sense! Go posturbate somewhere else.
Moira: What else could you want or need at that age?
Rhonda: Just wrap up something she already has. She's 90!!!! She won't remember if she had one or not.
Moira: Then re-wrap it and let your brother give it to her, too ... lol!
Keith: I'd like to give you a "pearl necklace" for your birthday.
Nancy: Dude, that doesn't even make sense! Go posturbate somewhere else.
by Baroness Buttercup December 11, 2010
One who disrupts the pace, ryhthm and progress of a Facebook thread by means of their insipid, irrelevant or offensive comments.
A person who by virtue of their lack of wit or perception, inability to grasp sacrcasm or innuendo or refusal to add meaningful or interesting commentary, can single-handedly bring a successfully flowing thread to a brake-squealing halt.
A person who by virtue of their lack of wit or perception, inability to grasp sacrcasm or innuendo or refusal to add meaningful or interesting commentary, can single-handedly bring a successfully flowing thread to a brake-squealing halt.
Allison: That was some funny shit that got posted last night!
Rhonda: Yeah, until that threadtard jumped in and sent the whole thing spiraling into the crapper.
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Gina: Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
Doofus: That's from Dirty Dancing!
Allison: No shit, Threadtard!
Rhonda: Yeah, until that threadtard jumped in and sent the whole thing spiraling into the crapper.
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Gina: Nobody puts Baby in a corner.
Doofus: That's from Dirty Dancing!
Allison: No shit, Threadtard!
by Baroness Buttercup December 11, 2010
Darien: So, you bang that chick last night?
Monty: Nah, when I went down her panties I came up with fud crud on my hand so I bailed.
Darien: Dude! That is the nastiest . . . *urrrrrrrrp* . . . aw man, I just puked in my mouth a little. You got a vomint?
Monty: Nah, when I went down her panties I came up with fud crud on my hand so I bailed.
Darien: Dude! That is the nastiest . . . *urrrrrrrrp* . . . aw man, I just puked in my mouth a little. You got a vomint?
by Baroness Buttercup December 11, 2010