GDILIVES
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GDILIVES (formerly JOHN ROBLOX, see definition of Simp) is a Roblox YouTuber with over 600,000 subscribers. He primarily uploads content surrounding Arsenal, Tower Defense Simulator, and simping for anime girls (See Zero Two). He owns the fan group Zero Two ARMY. His most notable achievement was shooting a printed image of an anime girl with an LMG. This man must be stopped, he has too much power.
GDILIVES by Kasodus69420 February 17, 2021
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GDILIVES
A ROBLOX YouTuber known for playing Arsenal. Really shit and unoriginal. Also can't take criticism, constructive or not.
Criminality player: Who's that guy who ruined Criminality again?
Criminality player #2: GDILIVES.
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Criminality player #2: GDILIVES.
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GDILIVES by lucasinnit November 1, 2020
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress
"Militarily, that inquest was a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
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"As far as human rights are concerned, this political infighting is a booger in the nose of progress."
A Booger In The Nose Of Progress by Rok'n'rol Wannabe October 19, 2006
Word of the Day on June 2, 2026
fogey
Fogey/fogy /fougi/ sl. (early 18C+, orig. Scot) old-fashioned, stuck-in-the mud.
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
Person with old fashioned ideas which he is unwilling to change: Come to the disco and stop being such an old fogey!
You think me an old fogeyand an old tory, his thoughtful voice said. I saw three generations since O’Connel’s time. I remember the famine. Do you know that the orange lodges agitated for repeal of the union twenty years before O’Connel did or before the prelates of your communion denounced him as a demagogue? You fenians forget some things. (James Joyce, Ulysses. Penguin Books,1992. p. 38)