An expression of revulsion at the readiness of some people to support pseudo-medicines like homeopathy or ayurvedic therapy, or pseudoscience generally.
by Fearman September 27, 2007

The term apostrophe catastrophe denotes incorrect use or non-use of the apostrophe (') in a sentence.
Examples of apostrophe catastrophes:
We sell carrot's, parsnip's and potatoe's.
Its going to rain.
Johns coat and Marias bag were left on the train.
He grabbed the cat and started playing with it's tail.
We sell carrot's, parsnip's and potatoe's.
Its going to rain.
Johns coat and Marias bag were left on the train.
He grabbed the cat and started playing with it's tail.
by Fearman March 31, 2008

A complete asshole. An utter waste of chromosomes. Spherical because a complete asshole has no redeeming features whatsoever and is still an asshole no matter which way you look at him/her, just as a sphere presents the same circular outline no matter which direction it is viewed from.
He may have been a junkie for ten years and trashed all his friends, but even when he's gone cold turkey don't expect him to say sorry. He's a spherical asshole.
by Fearman November 11, 2007

To be the epitome of something, typically something unpleasant. To stand as the best (or more likely worst) example of a series of things.
Of all the slimy schemes Jim's pulled over the years, his attempt to pay a psychologist to testify in court that Marie, whom Jim had actually repeatedly raped the previous year, was merely paranoid, just has to take the biscuit.
by Fearman February 22, 2008

Expression of extreme fatigue, revulsion or similar burning desire to get the metaphorically exposed creepy-crawly critters out of the way as quickly as possible. A quote from Addams Family Values.
Oh, please, not more of these fanatical freaks! Not more vegetarian animal loving bomb experts! Who moved the rock?
Not more Aryan Nation types, oh please, who moved the rock?
Not more Aryan Nation types, oh please, who moved the rock?
by Fearman March 04, 2008

by Fearman November 26, 2007

Alcoholic beverage made by flavouring gin with the juices of sloes, the fruit of the blackthorn bush. The berries are picked traditionally in October to November, although global warming is edging this back into September. The best stuff is a deep shadowy red and tastes like a mixture of woodsmoke, sugar, fire, and something more sublime again. If you want the genuine article, make it yourself.
by Fearman January 06, 2008
