by threethirtycrew September 6, 2005
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An hysterical rant or tantrum, particularly one completely at odds with the gravity of the situation being protested. Often involves stamping of feet, whining, biting, clawing, and loud, obnoxious, screaming tears. One may "have" or "pull" a hissy-fit.
Children under the age of four tend to collapse into hissy-fits when confronted with adversity, but hissy-fits are by no means limited to a certain age group or gender.
An hysterical rant or tantrum, particularly one completely at odds with the gravity of the situation being protested. Often involves stamping of feet, whining, biting, clawing, and loud, obnoxious, screaming tears. One may "have" or "pull" a hissy-fit.
Children under the age of four tend to collapse into hissy-fits when confronted with adversity, but hissy-fits are by no means limited to a certain age group or gender.
by The Foul Bay Hero February 22, 2004
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1. The act of pulling ones head out of his/hers ass and getting the shit done.
2. The definition of what it takes for Congress to pass a law.
3. What your ass better be doing when something needs to be done not now but fifteen minutes ago.
4. What it must have taken for Hollywood to approve the sequels to Final Destination since they were absolutely pathetic.
2. The definition of what it takes for Congress to pass a law.
3. What your ass better be doing when something needs to be done not now but fifteen minutes ago.
4. What it must have taken for Hollywood to approve the sequels to Final Destination since they were absolutely pathetic.
Frank: "Did you get that damn article wrote yet Ben?"
Ben: "Uh, no boss; I forgot."
Frank: "Well your ass better start knocking out some cheetah flips and get it the fuck done."
Ben: "Sure boss. Would you like more biscuits while I'm at it?"
Ben: "Uh, no boss; I forgot."
Frank: "Well your ass better start knocking out some cheetah flips and get it the fuck done."
Ben: "Sure boss. Would you like more biscuits while I'm at it?"
by Bickel101 October 14, 2009
Get the Cheetah flips mug.Having large, flat and basically impervious feet that can be used to walk on anything, stomp out fires or stop cars.
" why didn't you tell me there was rocks in the back yard? I walked on that without my shoes!"
" Rocks?"
" Oh, I forgot you have Flintstone Feet"
" Rocks?"
" Oh, I forgot you have Flintstone Feet"
by Briesie July 20, 2014
Get the Flintstone Feet mug.A quality possessed by a girl who lacks moral fiber, likes penetration from any angle, and generally is considered to be a whore. She's the type of ho you slap after you fuck... and blow it on her nose.
A: Yo, you hook up with Christine last night?
B: You know it.
A: Damn that girl's got a flimsy edge.
B: What do you mean?
A: Well let's just say she has no straight lines...
B: You're not making any sense.
A: The only support that girl's got is in her bra...
B: ? (looks at A quizzically)
A: She's been around the block... She even banged C thru G.
B: No way.
A: No lie bro, D even showed her the discipline side of his
A: hand after he busted on her face.
B: Wow! She really does have a flimsy edge.
A: I told you.
B: I better go get tested...
B: You know it.
A: Damn that girl's got a flimsy edge.
B: What do you mean?
A: Well let's just say she has no straight lines...
B: You're not making any sense.
A: The only support that girl's got is in her bra...
B: ? (looks at A quizzically)
A: She's been around the block... She even banged C thru G.
B: No way.
A: No lie bro, D even showed her the discipline side of his
A: hand after he busted on her face.
B: Wow! She really does have a flimsy edge.
A: I told you.
B: I better go get tested...
by Adam "fucking" W February 23, 2008
Get the flimsy edge mug."Man, I lost my sandals like a week ago, and I've been going flintstone ever since!"
"Some one barfed on my shoes @ the rave last night, I had to go flintstone till 6 am! Do you know how disgusting that was?"
My neighbor came out of his house with an uber-rib in his hand, bbq sauce on his face and no shirt. He then walked his dog down the street going flintstone. And he wonders why we all talk about him!
"Some one barfed on my shoes @ the rave last night, I had to go flintstone till 6 am! Do you know how disgusting that was?"
My neighbor came out of his house with an uber-rib in his hand, bbq sauce on his face and no shirt. He then walked his dog down the street going flintstone. And he wonders why we all talk about him!
by MzJaDaWeSt August 14, 2009
Get the Going flintstone mug.You’re a web coder for a bank whose promotion this month is a free toaster to everyone who deposits $10,000 to open a new account. The bank realizes that toaster manufacture and delivery is not their core competency, so they outsouce the task the lowest-bidding toaster fufillment processing agency. Your job is to write the code to get toasters to web customers. You have two options:
1) Spend painful hours attempting to reconcile the inconsistencies between the toaster pimp’s documentation and their Java-powered full-stack WSDL automated toaster delivery processing gateway until XML angle brackets gouge your eyes out.
2) Just flintstone it.
Because you’re smart enough to always, always, always be loved by the administrative assistants (it’s totally worth spending a few hours of playing “why can’t XP see the laser printer”) you know that Donald the junior assistant is the one giving toasters to customers who walk in off the street with briefcases full of money. You strike a deal with Donald: if he’ll send out a few toasters for you, you’ll drop by for dinner with your famous key lime pie and set up that wifi router that’s been sitting in its box for the last three weeks.
You write a ten-line shell script to mail Donald with the names and addresses of new, untoastered customers and put it on a cron job to fire off every few hours. Then you put “Turn off toaster promotion” on your calendar for the last day of the month and tell your boss you’re implemented near-real-time toaster deployment and get back to working on instrusion detection.
flintstoning: it’s the practice of substituting a little human work for functionality until there’s enough demand for the feature that it’s worth the coder's time to implement.
1) Spend painful hours attempting to reconcile the inconsistencies between the toaster pimp’s documentation and their Java-powered full-stack WSDL automated toaster delivery processing gateway until XML angle brackets gouge your eyes out.
2) Just flintstone it.
Because you’re smart enough to always, always, always be loved by the administrative assistants (it’s totally worth spending a few hours of playing “why can’t XP see the laser printer”) you know that Donald the junior assistant is the one giving toasters to customers who walk in off the street with briefcases full of money. You strike a deal with Donald: if he’ll send out a few toasters for you, you’ll drop by for dinner with your famous key lime pie and set up that wifi router that’s been sitting in its box for the last three weeks.
You write a ten-line shell script to mail Donald with the names and addresses of new, untoastered customers and put it on a cron job to fire off every few hours. Then you put “Turn off toaster promotion” on your calendar for the last day of the month and tell your boss you’re implemented near-real-time toaster deployment and get back to working on instrusion detection.
flintstoning: it’s the practice of substituting a little human work for functionality until there’s enough demand for the feature that it’s worth the coder's time to implement.
by Harkins August 29, 2006
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