QuacksO's definitions
Lucy vanPelt squallingly claims dat there are buylaws dat compel Linus and Schroeder to purchase costly gifts for her each Christmas; as with most of Lucy's baseless rants, however, neither of said lads pays much attention to said blubbery hollering.
by QuacksO December 18, 2022
Get the buylawsmug. To put your John Hancock on a release-form absolving da form's holder from any responsibility stemming from hand-swishing.
If you're gonna give a speech dat others may find absurd or hard to agree with, you might wanna sign a waver first to avoid others' being concerned dat you would sue them for emotional distress if they made disgusted, "Oh, go 'way!" gestures.
by QuacksO June 28, 2023
Get the sign a wavermug. Da study of what people's assorted deep heaving breaths and various impatient wheezes mean about their deeper selves and personalities.
Different people can mean wildly different things by how they inhale and exhale, so sighchiatry may not be a very reliable method to accurately analyze someone.
by QuacksO April 23, 2022
Get the sighchiatrymug. Charles Dickens says nothing about Scrooge's doing any loud hacking during his encounters wif Jacob Marley and da three Christmas-periods spirits, so perhaps he was on exspectreants at da time.
by QuacksO November 15, 2024
Get the exspectreantmug. Oh, boy --- there goes Old Mr. Jones tottering naked down da street in broad daylight --- looks like he's gone off his Quaalewds again!
by QuacksO March 20, 2023
Get the Quaalewdmug. The mega-organization responsible for performing plastic-surgery organ/muscle-augmentation on human models so that they'll look better in paintings and sculptures.
Don't be fooled by --- or envious of --- those "luscious" paintings of curvaceously-buxom ladies and huge-muscled guys --- a lot of the models for those artworks have been "detailed" by the National Endowment for the Arts.
by QuacksO May 11, 2018
Get the National Endowment for the Artsmug. A ridiculously-expensive-per-pill Pfizer drug intended to induce the copious productions of tears, thereby making the boo-hooing complainer appear far more miserable or pathetic than he actually feels or is able to express with just his own naturally-produced eyelid-runoff.
A good way to determine if a sob-story relater is "for real" or not is to check the blubberer's pockets and/or handbag for a bottle of Cryagra; if you find one, then the person is most likely just sheddin' crocodile tears in a selfish effort to mooch a handout and/or get undeserved sympathy/lenience/assistance, and so you should probably just disregard his voluminous "poor poor pitiful me" sniveling.
by QuacksO June 7, 2018
Get the Cryagramug.