If one says on the cards in British English, or in the cards in American English, it means that something is going to happen very likely.
My classmate told me that an offer from MIT was on the cards. As per the lastest poll, it is in the cards that the result of the upcoming election may produce a hung parliament.
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Person A: "I just read this article about St Joseph's (PA) transfer situation...it hit me like a chicagoland deep dish pizza"
Person B: "Must've been a TJ Corbs contribution"
Person B: "Must've been a TJ Corbs contribution"
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A song by BTS, a popular K-pop group. It's about the fragile career K-pop idols have and how it can easily tumble.
by Taegi trash April 18, 2018
Get the House of cards mug.a major chord contains the 1, 3rd, and 5th notes in the major scales. a power chord omits the 3rd, and inludes only the fifth. powerchords often include the 8th, which is really just the 1st, an octave higher.
by jason August 4, 2004
Get the power chords mug.When a child's mother (usually the son) refuses to acknowledge the fact that "her baby" is growing up and will always try to be involved in whatever they do. This is most commonly seen in these three scenarios; 1) getting a driver's license 2) the first date 3) going off to college.
Mother: Oh, I just can't believe my little baby is finally going out on his first date. Do you think you'll be alright?
Son: Mom, I'm fine, just leave me alone. I'm 18 and I'm not a little kid anymore.
Father: Honey, just cut the umbilical cord already and let him go!
Son: Mom, I'm fine, just leave me alone. I'm 18 and I'm not a little kid anymore.
Father: Honey, just cut the umbilical cord already and let him go!
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Unless you're funny as shit, my enthusiasm fails to see the light of day.
To the customers who complain: let me tell you this, and please think about. YOU'RE COMPLAINING ABOUT ICE CREAM. I'm not building you a house, selling you a car, or cooking you an expensive diner. I'm making you ice cream. You ordered it, so don't come screaming to me yelling "I'm gonna call the cops, this is robery. Your prices are too high!" Oh, I'm sorry lady, I forgot that you can't read our prices.
To the customers who lack common sense: You're not much better than the customers who compalin. For real, you have eyes for a reason. Don't ask me what sizes we have when they're right in front of you. Don't ask me what our prices are, when they're right in front of you. And most certainly don't ask me where the napkins are, when (you guessed it) they're right in front of you. Don't ask me if we serve ice cream. If you ask something as dumb as that, don't expect a very educated answer from me. Yes, the ice cream names are dumb as shit, but my five year old cousin can pronounce them better than you can.
Anyway, besides the dumbass customers, working at Coldstone is pretty baller. Take as much ice cream as you want when you work, and have deep meaningful conversations about life, with your fellow co-workers. Blast music when no one comes in, and plot your next awesome way to playfully mess with customers.
Unless you're funny as shit, my enthusiasm fails to see the light of day.
To the customers who complain: let me tell you this, and please think about. YOU'RE COMPLAINING ABOUT ICE CREAM. I'm not building you a house, selling you a car, or cooking you an expensive diner. I'm making you ice cream. You ordered it, so don't come screaming to me yelling "I'm gonna call the cops, this is robery. Your prices are too high!" Oh, I'm sorry lady, I forgot that you can't read our prices.
To the customers who lack common sense: You're not much better than the customers who compalin. For real, you have eyes for a reason. Don't ask me what sizes we have when they're right in front of you. Don't ask me what our prices are, when they're right in front of you. And most certainly don't ask me where the napkins are, when (you guessed it) they're right in front of you. Don't ask me if we serve ice cream. If you ask something as dumb as that, don't expect a very educated answer from me. Yes, the ice cream names are dumb as shit, but my five year old cousin can pronounce them better than you can.
Anyway, besides the dumbass customers, working at Coldstone is pretty baller. Take as much ice cream as you want when you work, and have deep meaningful conversations about life, with your fellow co-workers. Blast music when no one comes in, and plot your next awesome way to playfully mess with customers.
Dumbass question
Customer-"Do you guys have ice cream?"
Me-"No, we sell cars here."
Customer (walks into Coldstone)-"are you guys open?"
Me-"No, the door's open and all the lights are on for no reason."
Customer-"Do you guys have ice cream?"
Me-"No, we sell cars here."
Customer (walks into Coldstone)-"are you guys open?"
Me-"No, the door's open and all the lights are on for no reason."
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