by SJ@24 July 10, 2009
The 12-membered ace group, LOONA, is commonly referred to as the ‘4th gen queens of synchronization’. Their choreographies are flawlessly executed and heavily incorporated with their lore, LOONAVERSE.
by aceloona November 18, 2020
(Adj/Noun) When two or more people, under the influence of marijuana, have ideas or experiences that reside on the same frequency or wavelength. These ideas or experiences are then elaborated to one another through similar or identical thought processes. This can be done through vocal and/or wireless transmission. Wireless transmission includes eye contact, smiling, pointing, or any combination of the three directed at another party.
See: Being on the same page, catching one's drift
Note: Sometimes followed by Revelationous Maximus.
See: Being on the same page, catching one's drift
Note: Sometimes followed by Revelationous Maximus.
Stoner 1: Dude, this sandwich's texture is erupting in my mouth.
Stoner 2: {Smiles, points and nods at Stoner 1} I know exactly what you mean, Bro. You, me, and our sandwiches are on the verge of Synchronizationous Maximus. Let’s go does more bong hits.
Stoner 2: {Smiles, points and nods at Stoner 1} I know exactly what you mean, Bro. You, me, and our sandwiches are on the verge of Synchronizationous Maximus. Let’s go does more bong hits.
by Pi Ups April 27, 2010
Seventeen are Synchronization Kings, they are even vetted by computer and professional dancers who gave them this title.
by Claudiee January 12, 2022
by synchronization=seventeen January 22, 2022
Another suburban family morning
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
He doesn't think to wonder why
Grandmother screaming at the wall
We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies
We can't hear anything at all
Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration
But we know all her suicides are fake
Daddy only stares into the distance
There's only so much more that he can take
Many miles away something crawls from the slime
At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake
Another industrial ugly morning
The factory belches filth into the sky
He walks unhindered through the picket lines today,
He doesn't think to wonder why
The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts in a red light street,
But all he ever thinks to do is watch,
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Synchronicity II
But all he ever thinks to do is watch,
And every single meeting with his so-called superior
Is a humiliating kick in the crotch
Many miles away something crawls to the surface
Of a dark Scottish loch
Another working day has ended
Only the rush hour hell to face
Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes
Contestants in a suicidal race
Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance
He knows that something somewhere has to break
He sees the family home now, looming in his headlights
The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache
Many miles away there's a shadow on the door
Of a cottage on the shore
Of a dark Scottish lake
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Many miles away
Synchronicity II
by Death Menace December 21, 2022
by Turdmouth January 20, 2011