A well meaning kid, socially awkward or entirely inept, but still tries his best to be a nice and caring person. Has difficulty making friends but has a small personal circle of people that are cool with him, but he's a lot more charismatic online. Handsome, but his outward demeanor or certain aspects of his appearance like weight and style make it harder to get girls. Potentially clingy, obsessive even, as a result from social isolation, but is open to change, and has good neuroplasticity. Superficially intelligent, knows a lot of obscure references and facts like any geek, but also well read and has good spatial intelligence and high IQ like a true nerd. Has peculiar interests and hobbies, eccentric, maybe a bit foofy from time to time, and finds it hard to relate to other people, but is easy to talk to once conversation gets going well. Flirtatious and romantic, but lacks confidence and fumbles talking to girls. Overall, rough around the edges, but once you get to know him he's a good guy, just lonely.
Classmate 1, quietly: James, he's kinda weird isn't he?
Classmate 2, quietly: Yeah, but he's not so bad, kinda wonky sometimes but he's a good guy. He's misunderstood, give him a chance.
Classmate 2, quietly: Yeah, but he's not so bad, kinda wonky sometimes but he's a good guy. He's misunderstood, give him a chance.
by JimboSlice477 October 29, 2022
Get the Jamesmug. by Jimmmmmmm69 October 9, 2019
Get the Jamesmug. When you refer to the superiority of Google products so often and intensely, it creates a singularity to which no obsolete format escapes.
Person Puling an Alexander James: "Oh have you seen my newest Google pixel it? It surpasses your technology.
Random person: "Bro stop Pulling An Alexander James, I'm getting sucked into a singularity because of it"
Random person: "Bro stop Pulling An Alexander James, I'm getting sucked into a singularity because of it"
by Abyssal Clover April 9, 2023
Get the Pulling An Alexander Jamesmug. by MoUseGuTz9 August 7, 2022
Get the Jamesmug. James Beruldson (n.) — ˈdʒeɪmz bɛr-ʊld-sən
“A gay person whose desire is not directed toward youthful beauty nor the ordinary middle-aged bore, but toward men of seventy-eight years and upward, belongs to a peculiar class of aesthetic opportunists. They are not, as they often imagine, admirers of wisdom or connoisseurs of experience, but rather collectors of decay, enamored with the very patina of mortality. One might compare them to Elton John’s fondness for sequins and spectacle: dazzling in appearance, but absurd upon closer examination. They tend to justify their predilection with talk of ‘maturity,’ ‘gentlemanly grace,’ or ‘old-world charm,’ yet anyone with eyes can see the fascination is with the wrinkles, the liver spots, and the trembling hands clutching at relevance. To them, the scent of mothballs is not repellent, but intoxicating. To others, this preference looks less like refined taste and more like a hobbyist’s obsession—akin to stamp-collecting, except the stamps cough, wheeze, and require walking sticks. In short, the Beruldsonian type of homosexual is marked by a willful rejection of vitality in favor of decrepitude, a perversity which, though baffling, has somehow endured in polite society without the ridicule it so richly deserves.”
“A gay person whose desire is not directed toward youthful beauty nor the ordinary middle-aged bore, but toward men of seventy-eight years and upward, belongs to a peculiar class of aesthetic opportunists. They are not, as they often imagine, admirers of wisdom or connoisseurs of experience, but rather collectors of decay, enamored with the very patina of mortality. One might compare them to Elton John’s fondness for sequins and spectacle: dazzling in appearance, but absurd upon closer examination. They tend to justify their predilection with talk of ‘maturity,’ ‘gentlemanly grace,’ or ‘old-world charm,’ yet anyone with eyes can see the fascination is with the wrinkles, the liver spots, and the trembling hands clutching at relevance. To them, the scent of mothballs is not repellent, but intoxicating. To others, this preference looks less like refined taste and more like a hobbyist’s obsession—akin to stamp-collecting, except the stamps cough, wheeze, and require walking sticks. In short, the Beruldsonian type of homosexual is marked by a willful rejection of vitality in favor of decrepitude, a perversity which, though baffling, has somehow endured in polite society without the ridicule it so richly deserves.”
by jimmobobfreyo31 August 27, 2025
Get the James Beruldsonmug. Guy 1: Hey, have you heard? King James V just died!
Guy 2: Who?
Guy 1: Our king, you dumb ass.
Guy 2: Never heard of him.
Guy 2: Who?
Guy 1: Our king, you dumb ass.
Guy 2: Never heard of him.
by King James V March 12, 2021
Get the King James Vmug.