Phobophobe

One who fears fear itself.

During World War II, F.D.R. inspired America to become a legion of phobophobes.

by Zacharaius R. McGuggenheimis February 19, 2009

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader.

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.

My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead- murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time - something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man.

by biggestbafoonbingus69 June 4, 2023

preboot

To reboot Windows 7 Beta or RC before the 2 hour time limit automatically reboots your computer.

Hold up a second, I gotta preboot. BRB

by markwo March 7, 2010

Probablistically

Something hipsters will (probablistically) say.
Means probably.

If you're a hipster you'll probablistically end up on latfh.com, or name your cat/bike/child Helvetica.

by Tmape March 17, 2010

Probablementissimo

Loco but happy

"Probablementissimo" - Kobra77, 2019

by tillusingh October 5, 2019

Phobos and Deimos

I bet you didn’t know that Mars had moons. 🌚🌚

Guy 1: Did you know Mars had moons?
Guy 2: Yeah aren’t they Phobos and Deimos.
Guy 1: Damn it I thought no one knew
Guy 2: What do you think I’m a retard.

by EpicLLama May 25, 2021

Super Probably Level

A stupid ass level in the game Geometry Dash, specifically made to be confusing and with gameplay similar to that of a shit stain on a toilet and decoration that's purposefully made to hide all of the obstacles in a level and hurt your eyes. Currently in the extended demon list at around the 100 - 150th place range. Often considered to be a fun level to learn and practice and has even sparked a remaster of sorts in the form of "Maybe Possibly Thing".

1. Hey man I finally beat super probably level last week.

2. Oh shit, how many fingers am I holding up?

1. Uhm, 13?

by SomeoneWhoLikesSuperProbablyLe January 31, 2021