Refers to any spineless "puppet on a string" of da modern electronic-communication world, and who's also less than truthful about how much time he spends yacking on his cell phone.
Now dat unlimited wireless voice/text plans are so common --- and thus people can no longer simply check da monthly bill to see da volume/length of calls dat were actually made --- there are lots more Pinokiaos than there were before.
by QuacksO November 28, 2022
Da average time in da early morning when da "man of da henhouse" lets off his famous loud wake-up call.
In da infamous "which side of da barn-roof does da rooster's egg roll off on" riddle, it doesn't matter if you state dat said event happens at 6 o'cluck or 8 o'cluck or anytime in between --- roosters don't lay eggs, so it's immaterial what hour you specify dat he crows.
by QuacksO October 22, 2020
The disgust/distress/inconvenience connected with the production/processing/consuming of plankton-based proteins.
Some people swear by the health-benefits of super blue-green algae, and it's certainly not for me to say a word against it; it's just that I personally have never noticed anything positive from using it, I just find it to be a gross-textured and yucky-tasting agarvation, plus I just about liquid-poop my insides out whenever I take it!
by QuacksO July 20, 2018
They grow VEGETABLES on a VEGETABLE farm, FRUIT on a FRUIT farm, TREES on a TREE farm, and MILK AND COWS on a DAIRY farm, so what do they grow on a TRUCK FARM? Why, TRUCKS, naturally! (Well, duhhh...) And I'll bet they even have separate pickup-truck seed-packets for Chevys, Dodges, Fords, GMCs, etc., and then individual semi-trailer seeds for Kenworths, Macks, Whites, Freightliners, Peterbilts, etc. Probably the trucks all start out green as they're maturing, and then they eventually"ripen" into different paint-colors when they're ready to harvest. :P
by QuacksO January 20, 2018
Refers to either of two similarly-unhealthful "wound up" conditions:
(1) The fiercely-strong "internal burning" and obsessive determination that Indiana Jones had felt ever since he was a boy to recover the Cross of Coronado and donate it to Marcus Brody's museum for display in their collection of Spanish antiquities.
(2) Frustration/tedium-provoked high blood pressure, heart-palpitations, etc. suffered by a feverishly-aggravated returnable-containers collector who is repeatedly compelled to laboriously shake/rinse out slimy globs of rotted lime from each and every discarded Corona Light bottle that he comes across.
(1) The fiercely-strong "internal burning" and obsessive determination that Indiana Jones had felt ever since he was a boy to recover the Cross of Coronado and donate it to Marcus Brody's museum for display in their collection of Spanish antiquities.
(2) Frustration/tedium-provoked high blood pressure, heart-palpitations, etc. suffered by a feverishly-aggravated returnable-containers collector who is repeatedly compelled to laboriously shake/rinse out slimy globs of rotted lime from each and every discarded Corona Light bottle that he comes across.
Why can't beer-imbibers just add lemon juice to their bottled drinks 'stedda stuffin' in huge chunks of whole limes?! I mean, don't get me wrong, now --- I **do indeed** deeply appreciate it when generous folks around town give me their huge "after da party" piles of empties to cash in, but still... I am soooooo totally gonna get a major case of coronary distress (not to mention carpel tunnel syndrome if I hafta keep abusin' my poor weak wrists) from my agonized shakin' out of all da 0%!$&#!@ fruit-blobs from every single bleepin' one of all these narrow-necked bottles here, not to mention havin' to also slosh-rinse each bottle afterwards in my water-filled 5-gallon plastic bucket here, to remove da stinky-moldy pulp-residues! (Sorry, but I respect the hard-workin’ redemption-center staff far too much to give them filthy-messy bottles, thank you very much!) And THEN of course, I’m also gonna hafta CLEAN UP ALL DA SLOPPY ROTTEN CITRUS-CLUMPS outta my door-yard after I get done processing my returnables, so that visitors don't slip on them or track in yuckies onto my nice clean carpet!
by QuacksO November 16, 2018
The areas of your "personal" real estate that hurt from excessive/prolonged exertion, being twisted in the wrong direction and/or slept on wrong, Arthur Itis and/or Charles Horse, etc.
I gave my firewood-supplier buddy some sample-packets of Ben Gay "in case you have a few aches", and he jokingly replied that he had "acherage" ALL OVER his body.
by QuacksO August 03, 2018
One of Giuseppe Verdi's lesser-known operas in which various aristocrats squabble over minor issues.
Actually, I think dat da better-known opera is really a lot like "La Triviata", in dat it all appears to be about rich bugs' egos dat are overriding their common sense regarding fairly unimportant disputes dat likely could have been quite-easily resolved, and common ground sought and agreed upon, if everyone had just calmed down and stopped being such highfalutin swelled heads about everything.
by QuacksO January 26, 2023