Checking one's email though certain one has received no important communication. Compulsively and frequently checking one's email when one is not expecting an important message.
Between friends in a cybercafe: "Hey could you hurry up so I can get on and check my email?" "Who are you kidding, little bro, you know all your email buddies have dropped you like a brick!" "Yeah, I gotta check my spam. . . vamoose!"
by Russell Clark December 06, 2006

Usually a dental assistant who marries the dentist she assists in the hope of gaining more ready and constant access to . . . no, not nitrous oxide, but said dentist's financial assets. In return, the assistant covers for and tries her best to enable the dentist's own nitrous oxide addiction. She does this by participating fully in the addiction with him. Also known as a nitrous whore.
Pure nitrous oxide addiction is very rare among health care professionals, being the rarest among the drugs abuse by this group. When addiction does develop, however, it is most commonly part of a poly-drug abuse pattern and is usually the minor component of the addiction as in the case of the "bulb bride" wannabe, who plays up her mild addiction to the NO supply while becoming even more addicted to the credit cards, banking and investment accounts of her nitrous-huffing boss. Bulb brides habitually enter the office on weekends to find their husbands dead asleep in dental operatory chairs with nitrous masks still strapped on and have been known to turn up the nitrous flow to lethal levels, though only after learning the whereabouts and acquiring safe access to their husbands' not inconsiderable financial assets.
by Russell Clark December 06, 2006

The characteristic of possessing talents, abilities and knowledge distributed so as to be exceptional in some areas, poor in others and mediocre in none.
by Russell Clark May 14, 2006

He became a paraplegic after unsuccessfully attempting a frup.
by Russell Clark September 24, 2003

A chronic recreational user or addict of the anti-tussive drug, Dextromethorphan (DXM) that is commonly found in many over-the-counter cough and cold remedies.
Syrup heads typically exhibit the following adverse reactions: impaired judgment and mental efficacy, paranoid ideation, dysphoria, blurred vision, headache, dizziness, syncope, slurred speech, ruddiness of complexion, muscular twitching, extremity numbness and tremors, nausea, abdominal pain, vomiting, decreased thermoregulation, hypertension, liver damage and irregular heartbeat. A good round of repeated and violent vomiting is sometimes the only thing separating a syrup head from a horrid long night in the ER.
by Russell Clark December 12, 2006

According to a legendary retelling (of doubtful origin). As alleged in a likely heavily embellished story.
During the battle of Iwo Jima, his grandfather allegendly charged two enemy machine gun nests and single-handedly destroyed them using his flame-thrower.
by Russell Clark December 18, 2005

A dumb, good-looking younger man, probably a gigolo or possibly even a dumcumpster who is suddenly seen around town with an upstart or otherwise gossipable divorcee, and one who decidedly keeps her new beau out of her usual social circles, which she has deserted for the time being. Similar but in opposite sense to the girlfriend from Canada of Saturday Night Live fame. A knowing play on the the phrase "mystery beef" or perhaps, even on "Mister eBeef", which is a reference to a no-strings-attached hookup acquired via the Internet.
Bob: After Suzy won the lotto last year she went Parish Chilton big time and like crazy fast, fried and dyed her hair, got Botox, Lipo and boob implants and then moved with her passle of chirrens into that abandoned mansion of a spec house there in Collyel - you know, the one with the large swimming pool shaped like a Jim Beam bottle. Oh, and she finally lawyered up and divorced that good for nothing moron Tommy who's been sponging off of her all these years. Next thing you know, she bought herself a Chihuahua, a Hummer H3 and is now with Misteree beef on a two week cruise to Cancun.
Marcus: "One word. . . go girl!" Bob: "Man, bruh, money can't buy good taste!" Marcus: "Who said it had too, lil bro?"
Marcus: "One word. . . go girl!" Bob: "Man, bruh, money can't buy good taste!" Marcus: "Who said it had too, lil bro?"
by Russell Clark December 06, 2006
