Single word exclamation, accompanied by a gesture where the hand is swept palm down over the head from front to back with about three inches clearance.
Indicates that the joke just told was too sophisticated for the listener and has gone "way over their head".
Sometimes comes to mind when reading feedback on Urban Dictionary quality control.
Capital of North Africa.
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Source: fnjlas, Jun 20, 2004
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A cabaret-style dance move, popularized by the musical "Fosse". Now used, usually ironically, to express excitement, glee, razzle dazzle, etc.
The move is performed by tilting the head slightly, shimmering the hands with fingers splayed either side of the face and crying "Jazz hands!" with an enthusiastic smile. Think Jack from Will and Grace.
Also *JAZZ HANDS!!!* used as an expressive punctuation on blogs and bulletin boards.
I'm all for guys getting in touch with their emotions but he's just too jazz hands for me.
Technology that may re-introduce the concept of hands-free conversation to a whole new generation.
Like all new technologies, it has the potential for evil as well as for good.
"Charging for phone calls is so last century." (Niklas Zennström)
"Yes, I've downloaded Skype...so now we'll be able to chat away for as long as we like!" (Your mother)
Seemingly inexhaustible source of polite, well-educated, hard-working, low-cost technical talent.
Should perhaps be renamed Boss's-perfect-IT-man-galore.
"Another three arriving from Bangalore on Monday morning, Susan. Sort out their induction packs for me, would you?"
Tall dark and handsome.
Give me a TDH Italian any day.
Repetitive Strain Injury.
The price you pay for over-indulging in a single form of entertainment.
"For goodness sake put down that mouse, Johnny! You'll give yourself RSI..."
A woman comedian for whom no allowances need to be made. A brilliant observer of social types in modern Britain...she drills into the kind of people you normally skirt around and taps the wellspring of their irritating nature. Rarely has an apprenticeship with the Royal Shakespeare Company been put to such good use. The nation should immortalize her in Cockney rhyming slang.
"Sorry I'm Catherine, the traffic was awful."
"Can't come out tonight, I've got a Catherine."
"You're looking Catherine, have you lost Catherine?"