by Anonymous February 27, 2003
Get the reconculous mug.The several times you and your significant other break up and then try once again to get back together and "make things work this time."
Jessica: So, how's the reconciliationship attempt going with Julian?
Neph: I'm pretty sure to work this time. I mean, we've only broken up sixteen times before, so this one should be the *one*, right?
Neph: I'm pretty sure to work this time. I mean, we've only broken up sixteen times before, so this one should be the *one*, right?
by tankedgirl September 26, 2010
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by laxdman July 30, 2008
Get the redonc mug.A phenomenon that happens two or a few people. When a particular feeling gets more intense as the parties involved realize how intense the feelings of others is.
by iman aghilian March 25, 2008
Get the resonance mug.The First Encounter Assault Recon (Otherwise known as FEAR), is the largest of the official groups within the game ROBLOX, with 89959 members as of the publishing of this definition.
From the members of FEAR you will hear that the FEAR Empire is the greatest thing that will ever come to exist. They will go on and on about how incredibly dead anyone who opposes them will be. Even the second sentence of their group description is a lie, saying "The F.E.A.R. Empire is 115,892 Members strong as of today", when (on my screen) two inches to the right of the text '115,892' is the ROBLOX official member count, reading 89959.
From non-FEAR members, you will hear that they are just the largest collection of illiterate, arrogant, foolish, and just plain stupid jerks that you will ever see.
In the examples box, I have a standard conversation between a FEAR member and a NON-FEAR member.
From the members of FEAR you will hear that the FEAR Empire is the greatest thing that will ever come to exist. They will go on and on about how incredibly dead anyone who opposes them will be. Even the second sentence of their group description is a lie, saying "The F.E.A.R. Empire is 115,892 Members strong as of today", when (on my screen) two inches to the right of the text '115,892' is the ROBLOX official member count, reading 89959.
From non-FEAR members, you will hear that they are just the largest collection of illiterate, arrogant, foolish, and just plain stupid jerks that you will ever see.
In the examples box, I have a standard conversation between a FEAR member and a NON-FEAR member.
First Encounter Assault Recon: IZ WILL EATING YOU HART AZ I KIL U!
NON-FEAR: I doubt you know where my heart is. Or how to get it out.
FEAR: I USE ME SORDZ!
NON-FEAR: You have a knife in your hand, not a sword.
FEAR: 2 BAD! I KIL U NAO!
(Non-fear kills FEAR)
NON-FEAR: Well, good luck.
FEAR: NUB! REPORTED!
NON-FEAR: I doubt you know where my heart is. Or how to get it out.
FEAR: I USE ME SORDZ!
NON-FEAR: You have a knife in your hand, not a sword.
FEAR: 2 BAD! I KIL U NAO!
(Non-fear kills FEAR)
NON-FEAR: Well, good luck.
FEAR: NUB! REPORTED!
by Bob1Nilly July 12, 2011
Get the First Encounter Assault Recon mug.Hobos have come to be known for their suspicious, prickly, and overly-defensive nature regarding their habits and lifestyle choices.
This is highlighted by their cryptic and often obtuse replies to people questioning their actions, which have been described as 'hobo reasoning', or 'HR'.
It is not uncommon for these replies to leave the questioner dizzy, confused and with a dramatically reduced sense of spatial awareness, allowing the hobo to slip off behind a parked derelict train, often in possession of the incapacitated persons wallet or other personal belongings.
It is the recommendation of this writer (from long personal experience) that you avoid questioning the habits of hobos and their disciples.
This is highlighted by their cryptic and often obtuse replies to people questioning their actions, which have been described as 'hobo reasoning', or 'HR'.
It is not uncommon for these replies to leave the questioner dizzy, confused and with a dramatically reduced sense of spatial awareness, allowing the hobo to slip off behind a parked derelict train, often in possession of the incapacitated persons wallet or other personal belongings.
It is the recommendation of this writer (from long personal experience) that you avoid questioning the habits of hobos and their disciples.
Hobo Reasoning:
Commoner: Excuse me hobo, but why does this map you drew me of directions to the local McDonalds resemble mashed spaghetti?
Hobo: The route depends, are you wearing one shoe, two shoe or no shoe?
Commoner: Hey Hobo, why did you take the doors off all your cupboards?
Hobo: Well, due to tensions in Senegal, screw holes placed ABOVE the 39th degree, have once again become loosened, and will soon travel south in search of local McDonalds, regardless of shoes.
Commoner: Bonjour Hobo, but what inspiration struck you as you named your hobo dog companion 'whoosh'?
Hobo: The sound of the wind beneath an overpass and the look of the smoke curling through odd-numbered mismatched fingerless gloves caressing over a chipped and cracked blue 44-gallon drum, heard through the mist of a 4-day moonshine bender.
Commoner: Pardon, hobo, but why has your bed been elevated upon common milk crates?
Hobo: In the post-apocalyptic world of my boot-polish dreams, there is a chronic shortage of reliable milkpeople. With rat-lactic eager, half-glove grimy hand of profiteering intent the hobomob will fill that supply gap.
Commoner: Excuse me hobo, but why does this map you drew me of directions to the local McDonalds resemble mashed spaghetti?
Hobo: The route depends, are you wearing one shoe, two shoe or no shoe?
Commoner: Hey Hobo, why did you take the doors off all your cupboards?
Hobo: Well, due to tensions in Senegal, screw holes placed ABOVE the 39th degree, have once again become loosened, and will soon travel south in search of local McDonalds, regardless of shoes.
Commoner: Bonjour Hobo, but what inspiration struck you as you named your hobo dog companion 'whoosh'?
Hobo: The sound of the wind beneath an overpass and the look of the smoke curling through odd-numbered mismatched fingerless gloves caressing over a chipped and cracked blue 44-gallon drum, heard through the mist of a 4-day moonshine bender.
Commoner: Pardon, hobo, but why has your bed been elevated upon common milk crates?
Hobo: In the post-apocalyptic world of my boot-polish dreams, there is a chronic shortage of reliable milkpeople. With rat-lactic eager, half-glove grimy hand of profiteering intent the hobomob will fill that supply gap.
by dos19 April 8, 2013
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