the best person in the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!
by littttttttttttttttttttttttt February 7, 2018
Get the maizee mug.The female version of a "Womanizer". Someone who uses men and throws them away like dirty torn, underwear. A woman who in place of a man would throw away a dirty condom.
A flirtatious woman!!
A flirtatious woman!!
Damn, everytime that girl walks into that room full of guys she checks them out like a bitch in heat. Damn, that Betsy's such a MANIZER!!!
That girl likes to fool around with me. I hate it because I see her doing the same thing with every other man I see her with. She's such a MANIZER!!!
That chick could put out with 100 guys daily she's a big time MANIZER!!
That girl likes to fool around with me. I hate it because I see her doing the same thing with every other man I see her with. She's such a MANIZER!!!
That chick could put out with 100 guys daily she's a big time MANIZER!!
by Joe Jr. February 17, 2004
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Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
Mine is a world that begins with school... I'm smarter than most of the other kids, this crap they teach us bores
Damn underachiever. They're all alike.
I'm in junior high or high school. I've listened to teachers explain for the fifteenth time how to reduce a fraction. I understand it. "No, Ms. Smith, I didn't show my work. I did it in my head..."
Damn kid. Probably copied it. They're all alike.
I made a discovery today. I found a computer. Wait a second, this is cool. It does what I want it to. If it makes a mistake, it's because I screwed it up. Not because it doesn't like me...
Or feels threatened by me...
Or thinks I'm a smart ass...
Or doesn't like teaching and shouldn't be here...
Damn kid. All he does is play games. They're all alike.
And then it happened... a door opened to a world... rushing through the phone line like heroin through an addict's veins, an electronic pulse is sent out, a refuge from the day-to-day incompetencies is sought... a board is found.
"This is it... this is where I belong..."
I know everyone here... even if I've never met them, never talked to them, may never hear from them again... I know you all...
Damn kid. Tying up the phone line again. They're all alike...
You bet your ass we're all alike... we've been spoon-fed baby food at school when we hungered for steak... the bits of meat that you did let slip through were pre-chewed and tasteless. We've been dominated by sadists, orignored by the apathetic. The few that had something to teach found us willing pupils, but those few are like drops of water in the desert.
This is our world now... the world of the electron and the switch, the beauty of the baud. We make use of a service already existing without paying for what could be dirt-cheap if it wasn't run by profiteering gluttons, and you call us criminals. We explore... and you call us criminals. We seek after knowledge... and you call us criminals. We exist without skin color, without nationality, without religious bias... and you call us criminals. You build atomic bombs, you wage wars, you murder, cheat, and lie to us and try to make us believe it's for our own good, yet we're the criminals.
Yes, I am a criminal. My crime is that of curiosity. My crime is that of judging people by what they say and think, not what they look like. My crime is that of outsmarting you, something that you will never forgive me for.
I am a hacker, and this is my manifesto. You may stop this individual, but you can't stop us all... after all, we're all alike.
by Kyouko August 27, 2009
Get the Hackers Manifesto mug."Manifest Destiny" was the social theory in the USA in the 19th century which claimed that the USA and its white, Christian citizens were chosen by God. Because of this "choosing" they were entitled to any land they pleased, despite who already owned it (not limited to Native Americans; also including other countries), with the purpose being that they spread their religion of Christianity and their concept of "civilization" to the other, "inferior", people of the world.
"Manifest Destinty, another "great" idea straight out of the U.S. like Mc.Donalds and Freedom Fries George W. Bush is attempting to bring it back"
by the ides of march October 6, 2003
Get the Manifest Destiny mug.social theory of dyslexic spoonerism which holds that anything in my line of sight to the point that it falls off the flat earth is tine for the making; that any indigenous peoples, tall grass prairies, pristine aquifers or ancient wind and water wrought rock formations can be converted to big box retail or hydro-electric power plants.
a core principle of manidest festiny is the company store.
a core principle of manidest festiny is the company store.
oh, the noise and multitudes of men. would that i had gone to the great spirit before manidest festiny made wamlart and doulder bam of my sacred ground.
by lexicali slim September 20, 2009
Get the manidest festiny mug.A woman who uses a man sexually for her own benefit or until some personal interest has been satisfied.
Danielle is a manizer who has sex with men just to get what she wants.
Emily has sex with men just to pass the time and she has no concern for their feelings...she's such a manizer.
Emily has sex with men just to pass the time and she has no concern for their feelings...she's such a manizer.
by Joe24 April 14, 2006
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