The constant speed of caloric intake that a freely eating person eventually reaches when the resistance of their stomach prevents further ingestion.
It was when I leaned in to reach for that last slice of stuffed crust loaded pizza that I knew I had reached terminal chubbosity.
by 12many July 31, 2018
Get the Terminal Chubbositymug. john worshiped farts and farting until he got the terminal farts, which wore his buttle out!!
john loved farting, but never wanted the terminal farts again!
john considered getting some of that 'lotion', to stop the terminal farts!
john loved farting, but never wanted the terminal farts again!
john considered getting some of that 'lotion', to stop the terminal farts!
by michael foolsley January 5, 2010
Get the terminal fartsmug. Similar to Terminal Agitation, where an individual experiences severe restlessness as they near their passing, Terminal Career Agitation occurs when a professional reaches the end of their career and begins to reconcile with themselves about their accomplishments. Signs of Terminal Career Agitation can include micromanaging, unpleasantness, and a need for high levels of control over all projects.
My Boss has been experiencing terrible terminal career agitation. She is trying to get involved in every detail of every project, is obsessed with insignificant matters, and is micromanaging everyone in the office.
by burnsing April 10, 2024
Get the Terminal Career Agitationmug. by Some guy ig April 29, 2024
Get the Terminal Nutmug. The opposite of terminally online. It means someone who spends little to no time on the internet, typically because they have better things to do.
Turner is terminally offline. He has never used Reddit or TikTok before, doesn’t know what skibidi toilet is, has a healthy set of hobbies, is happily married, and is active in the church.
by Shepherd Guy June 5, 2025
Get the Terminally Offlinemug. "I'll be BACK."
I already can always trust my buddy to keep his word about returning later to assist me, but I feel even more confident about it if he gives me a solemn "Terminator promise".
by QuacksO May 4, 2022
Get the Terminator promisemug. I sit hear and sing ur mad songs,
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
And hear your rad gongs,
While I hold on my tongs,
I'm so sorry to see eyes fall through out hell,
You know who I am, and who I was,
They've mentioned me for pages,
Centuries past and u still don't repent,
All that money, does it ever taste a little sour,
I can't even mind your hate,
Knew this by now, how much I've ate, how much I've saved,
I will stand on every ground,
And absorb all my sin, I'll use it for fuel,
I wont burn, I just wanna see you fill that flue
Smoke may you call hell,
But satan you don't fucking share,
Your the best way to keep my forge up, you trafficing fuck
I rocked to those zeps, from lead snog, to the rows of skids, kissing metal, and slay'n my sabbath, turn'n every solo, AC power, and every coward,
I will find u when I die,
'Cause I am Warseakah, and I am the ram of iron
I ain't going to hell, and you not gonnah see u on mars,
I'll leave my bones on my cloud, every wave and sand,
And plant my soul in your gates,
When It detonates,
I'll cut down those stairs, And choose who gets some wings
If god don't wanna judge you now,
I will slay my way,
After all these tears and evil smiles,
I can't wait to hang that dragon on every tile, with my own smile,
If I won't recieve what is mine,
Just forget who I am,
I ain't gonnah mark ur soul, u did that ur selves, you may slay in ur federal mob, of some Pentagon cult, know
I am Warseakah, I'LL save my lands.
"Kinda like N.I.B" Inspired
by MineOwedWu's July 24, 2021
Get the White out Terminationmug.