The Yale Rule states that within five minutes of meeting someone who attended Yale, you will be informed of that fact. This is rather humorous, particularly given that Yale isn't that great a school.
"Greetings, my name is Throckmorton Q. Covington; pleased to meet you. I say, it's a fine day. It reminds me of when I was a young lad attending Yale...."
Ha! The Yale Rule's been proven once again!
Ha! The Yale Rule's been proven once again!
by SkidMarkyMark June 06, 2006
n. If humans came equipped with dashboards, this would be the indicator light that shows you have no interest in a given activity.
by SkidMarkyMark January 29, 2007
Some gay-ass japanimation about a bald headed kid riding a flying buffalo or something. It sucks harder than most japanimation and that's saying something.
by SkidMarkyMark September 25, 2007
n. A car--generally either a hybrid, a 15-year-old station wagon, or a rustbucket Geo--that features this bumper sticker on the rear:
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup."
It's actually legal to run this car off the road, pull the driver out, and beat them to death.
"Meddle not in the affairs of dragons, for you are crunchy and good with ketchup."
It's actually legal to run this car off the road, pull the driver out, and beat them to death.
I saw a dragon wagon on the freeway the other day, so I killed the occupant, who was one of those annoying SCA types, before he could breed.
by SkidMarkyMark January 28, 2007
Blowjobs after marriage are like Bigfoot: you hear stories, occasionally you see pictures, but you never experience it for yourself.
by SkidMarkyMark June 05, 2006
An epithet used to express extreme frustration. It's funny because it refers to Ned Beatty's character getting ass-rammed by hillbillies in the movie "Deliverance," while defeating the listener's expectation that an orifice, rather than a geographic location, will be mentioned as the terminal word. Originated by maddox.
by SkidMarkyMark June 03, 2006
abbrev. "Seventh Day Adventists." A bunch of jew-wannabes. They don't say "Saturday," but call it the "Sabbath," and don't do any work between sundown Friday and sundown Saturday. They don't eat pork either or have sex until they're married, and they run around crying about the end times and how everyone treats them 'cause they're different (duh).
I have to work this Saturday because my SDA coworker can't come into the office and write code, but he can go mountain climbing because that isn't "work." What a fuck.
by SkidMarkyMark May 02, 2006