Rosie minute

A unit used when measuring time, deceivingly longer than an actual minute. Used to trick people into believing something will end shortly (ie. a minute) in order to get you to complete a task, yet often takes 2-3 times longer.

Bruce: I was ploughing away for ages so I asked her if she was about to come, and she said 'in a minute.'
Sean: How much longer did it take?
Bruce: About two more Taylor Swift songs.
Sean: More like a Rosie minute then.

by seanywester December 12, 2012

Military Minute

A denomination of time equal to 59 regular seconds.

Person 1: are you ready yet?

Person 2: almost, I’ll be ready in 59 seconds.

Person 1: you fool, you could have just said you’d be ready in one military minute.

Person 2: you’re right, that’s such a practical and useful denomination of time.

by A Cream Supreme August 19, 2022

15-Minute Stink

That nasty BO that you get after a pointless minigame in gym class.

Hey, Mike over there got some really bad 15-Minute Stink after a depressing game of Baseketball.

by yamahattr230 January 6, 2015

2 minute trial

Someone who becomes your girlfriend/ boyfriend for 2 minutes before dumping you.

Edward is such a 2 minute trial

by DonutOfFailure November 4, 2023

Digital minute

One minute and eleven seconds. A period of time, an integral number of which is used to quickly and roughly program a microwave oven. For example, 1:11, 2:22, 3.33, etc.

"Nuke it."
"How long?"
"About a digital minute." Ie. 1:11

by Red nine August 17, 2013

Tim Minute

When any Tim leaves the room and says he'll be a minute, that minute can be a minute or 6 hours, it's random odds

Are you actually going to take a minute or is this a Tim minute

by Wallfenstein March 12, 2023

2 Minutes to Midnight

Kill for gain or shoot to maim
But we don't need a reason
The golden goose is on the loose
And never out of season
Blackened pride still burns inside
This shell of bloody treason
Here's my gun for a barrel of fun
For the love of living death
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The blind men shout, "Let the creatures out!
We'll show the unbelievers"
Napalm screams of human flames
For a prime-time Belsen feast, yeah
As the reasons for the carnage cut
Their meat and lick the gravy
We oil the jaws of the war machine
And feed it with our babies
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore

2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
The body bags and little rags
Of children torn in two
And the jellied brains of those who remain
To put the finger right on you
As the mad men play on words
And make us all dance to their song
To the tune of starving millions
To make a better kind of gun
The killer's breed or the demon's seed
The glamour, the fortune, the pain
Go to war again, blood is freedom's stain
Don't you pray for my soul anymore
2 minutes to midnight
The hands that threaten doom
2 minutes to midnight
To kill the unborn in the womb
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight
Midnight
Midnight
It's all night
Midnight, all night

by Death Menace May 16, 2023