The remorse one feels after deleting a friend from Facebook, or some other social networking site; akin to buyer's remorse.
Sean didn't know Sarah at all, but as soon as he deleted her from his friends, he had deleter's remorse.
John let his friend list grow endlessly in order to avoid feeling deleter's remorse.
Oh man! Why did I unfriend her? Now I have deleter's remorse.
John let his friend list grow endlessly in order to avoid feeling deleter's remorse.
Oh man! Why did I unfriend her? Now I have deleter's remorse.
by middleCmusic May 3, 2011
Get the deleter's remorsemug. by LooooLOOO March 27, 2016
Get the Haircut Remorsemug. Looking back on a tattoo you got when you were smaller, or thought would be cool, then you realize the tattoo is stupid and wish you had never gotten it in the first place.
by 454564dr5 October 3, 2009
Get the Tattoo Remorsemug. Viagra Remorse: When you take a Viagra in hopes of having hot sex, and a minute later something gets in the way (boyfriend, lover, room mate, relatives, work, ugly mis-matched-craigslist tricks, or you) that ruins; either intentional or unintentionaly , bumpin’ uglies. Then you have a boner for the evening and can’t/won’t do anything to relieve oneself. Then getting mad at wasting your last black market pill on such a undertaking.
A: Hey baby, I just popped my last little blue daddies’ lil’helper, so you are in trouble when you get here!
B: Didn’t you get my text? I told you that I had to get my boil lanced and she gave me something for that yeast infection.
A: Um...rigghhht, listen I think Im gonna sit this one out. (Sigh, Viagra Remorse again)
C: {libido} (sigh)
B: Didn’t you get my text? I told you that I had to get my boil lanced and she gave me something for that yeast infection.
A: Um...rigghhht, listen I think Im gonna sit this one out. (Sigh, Viagra Remorse again)
C: {libido} (sigh)
by gretel666 July 20, 2010
Get the Viagra Remorsemug. When traveling via automobile in a hurry. The emotional expression of personal regret felt by a person after he or she changes lanes to improve one's ETA and the lane is now worse off.
I was stuck behind a senior citizen call pool vehicle so I changed lanes and now the blue haired lady passed me. I am suffering from lane-change-remorse.
by Darrin Zehnpfennig February 15, 2009
Get the Lane-change-remorsemug. When you let out a small fart and think no one will notice, but then you are the first to realize that it was a fart to be reckoned with, and deeply regret the coming accusations by peers.
John: (to himself) I think ill let out this fart it seems just like a pocket of air.
(several seconds and it disperses)
John: (to himself) Oh shit damn! (he experiences intense farting remorse) That fart was the real deal. My ass is grass.
John's Boss: John, was that you? Holy shit how do you expect me to conduct a meeting after that? Just pack your shit and get out of the office by 3 PM
Nearby Attractive Women: We will NEVER have sex with that man and we will also tell our friends not to.
(several seconds and it disperses)
John: (to himself) Oh shit damn! (he experiences intense farting remorse) That fart was the real deal. My ass is grass.
John's Boss: John, was that you? Holy shit how do you expect me to conduct a meeting after that? Just pack your shit and get out of the office by 3 PM
Nearby Attractive Women: We will NEVER have sex with that man and we will also tell our friends not to.
by Cool Ev December 2, 2010
Get the Intense Farting Remorsemug. The pang of regret sometimes felt in the few seconds/yards between ordering fast-food at the speaker and picking it up in the drive thru lane.
*More often felt for greasy food choices rather than healthy or salad options.
Reversing in the drive thru lane is not recommended.
*More often felt for greasy food choices rather than healthy or salad options.
Reversing in the drive thru lane is not recommended.
After ordering my second KFC meal of the week, I felt drive thru remorse as I pulled up to the payment window. I wondered how embarrassing it would be to tell the guy I changed my mind. But then I found the $7 leaping from my wallet, and the fried chicken in my mouth. TOO LATE!
by Valgirl March 20, 2010
Get the drive thru remorsemug.