Not to be confused with the abnormalities in looks/faculties that can occur from being born too late in your mother's life, this term refers to an equally-unpleasant degradation of one's physical/mental health due to repeated "dashed hopes" incidents that you've encountered when needing to "answer Mother Nature's call on line 2" but no restroom was immediately available --- after having "held it" for a considerable time, you eventually see what you initially assume will be an opportunity to finally relieve yourself, and so you partially relax your painfully-fatigued internal muscles in preparation for said dump. But then at the last minute, you discover to your extreme dismay that said lavatory is in fact **not** available for you to use, either because there is already someone in there or it is out of order; you are now obliged to frantically "clinch yourself up tight" again and either wait even longer or rush off to look for another toilet. But of course it is now much harder to "hold it in" because you have unwittingly allowed your poop-load to partially "slide downwards", and so you may now encounter more difficulty in "keeping your grip on it" than if you'd waited to see for certain if you could indeed go potty before partially "letting go".
Another possible contributing factor to letdown's syndrome, of course, is if you sometimes "relax too far" when thinking that you're gonna have a chance to poop but then are not able to and therefore hafta "clamp up" again --- if you've inadvertently allowed your poop-log to "progress outwards" too far, you pose the risk of "pinching one off" when you hastily re-tighten your sphincter-muscles, and thus you may actually squeeze some of your unmentionables out in your feverish efforts to "re-establish your grip" on said yuckies. Further comments/explanation unnecessary.
by QuacksO February 02, 2020
Bill Gates supposedly said in 1981 dat "640K should be enough for anybody", but he claims dat he never made dat ridiculous statement --- he says dat he totally knew da RAMifications of having too little computer-memory, and so he actually was always saying da exact opposite.
by QuacksO April 16, 2024
Da undesirable consequences dat a carnivorous predator will face from da curly-horned male in da ovine herd if said marauding canine/feline gets too close to da ewes and lambs.
Da term "ram-ifications" can also refer to da specs (i.e., diameter, length, pushing-force, etc.) of a hydraulic piston used in a piece of machinery, such as an earth-mover, log-splitter, etc.
by QuacksO February 10, 2020
Cool dude, speaking comfortingly to his gloomily-slumped weight-lifting buddy who is feeling inadequate and guilty for "running out of steam" sooner than he thought he should while working out at the gym: "Don't knock yourself around too hard, Pal --- even da great 'Ahhnold' would get metal fatigue from bench-pressing for too long at a time."
by QuacksO July 24, 2019
A privately-run place of learning where you're taught how to cope with being made of wood, avoid honest work and formal education, and not be overly honest (this last skill also requires dat you be a really good whittler so dat you can hastily trim your nose shorter as necessary, in order to conceal da visible signs of your deceitfulness).
How can you tell if a lawyer is lying?
His lips are moving, plus he has a diploma from pinocchial school. :P
His lips are moving, plus he has a diploma from pinocchial school. :P
by QuacksO February 19, 2023
Small Christmas --- oops, I mean, WINTER HOLIDAY --- gifts of boxed frozen ready-to-eat-or-heat edibles.
Giving someone stocking-stouffers is all well and good, but you need to place said goodies in said cloth receptacles just shortly before their recipients come to collect them, since the frozen packages would likely start thawing before too long, and thus would make a drippy mess.
by QuacksO July 09, 2021
A mean-natured hobgoblin who sneakily drives around in a huge black station-wagon in the dead of night, and uses his evil acidic breath and piercing death-ray eyes to tarnish and rust (i.e., "corrode") your metal toys that you left scattered in the back yard instead of bringing them back inside in the evening like your mumma and daddy told you to.
Tearful second-grader with a somewhat-outspoken personality: I just don't get it --- during our post-lecture Q&A-session today,, I asked the policeman who had given our class an anti-drug message to arrest the local corroner for making my Tonka toys rusty, but he just smiled tolerantly and turned away without even addressing my request, then calmly asked my other classmates if they had any questions. And yet just moments earlier, the cop had specifically and emphatically stated that he was "our friend", that he "cared deeply about us all", and that we should always talk to him if we had "any information that could help in 'catching the bad guys'" --- well, a huge heapuh good HE seems to be doing, if he didn't even care about or feel inclined to follow up on a hot tip that a student had given him right then and there! Wonder if maybe he himself is actually IN CAHOOTS with the corroner, and so they BOTH had wanted my toys to rust! Well, if that useless unmotivated blue-suit has any kids of his own, I hope that THEIR toys TOTALLY CRUMBLE INTO FLAKY BROWN DUST --- maybe THEN he'll listen to me!
by QuacksO November 16, 2018