A large, muscular-looking nose that resembles that of a poodle, or is attached to the face of somebody who resembles a poodle.
"My god, that boy has a muscular poodle the size of Wisconsin!"
A subculture pretty much composed of hopeless bums, the founder of which thought it would be super swell to name their fun little group after the music they liked which was named after, I don't know... say... a group of GERMAN INVADERS, and/or a style of architecture utilized in the late middle ages (Durham Castle is a prime example of diffusion between the Romanesque and Gothic styles, actually, but the pure style involves thin columns, pointed archways, many stained-glass windows (making the GOTHIC cathedrals very BRIGHT), all supported by flying buttresses. Heh, the Goths I define, not known particularly for expansive intellects, will laugh at that one.). They prize themselves in being dark, sensitive and artistic, but most importantly, NOT POPULAR. Damn those popular kids! Popularity is sooooo overrated. (Yes, they all secretly want to be popular but find they cannot because nobody actually likes them) And by all means, they are NOT poseurs. In fact, the people whom they detest most are poseurs. You know, people who try to be like them, but could never attain the glory that is... GOTH!
I'll tell you what. Wanna be a nonconformist? Spend your time at the library instead of slitting your wrists, clad in men's work shirts, ties and pocket-protectors. Maybe then you'll actually make something of yourself. And you don't have to be popular, either!
Regular, pretty cool, intellectual college student (mockingly): Hey, emo kid. When you get depressed, do you cut your wrists in every direction? Does singing songs about getting dumped give you an erection?
Nineteen-year-old "Gothic" college-dropout: LIEK ZOMGZ!!! I AM NOT EMO!! EMO KIDS ARE POSEURS!! *punches regular, pretty cool, intellectual college student*
Regular, pretty cool, intellectual college student: It's funny that you did that, because much to your chagrin, I actually have the education necessary to not only submit a complaint to the police department, but defend myself in your battery case! Too bad you spent your days in your dark, depressing oblivion drawing pretty pictures of bleeding unicorns, not taking advantage of your parents' tuition savings. Good luck!