A theory where there is someone in the world which is jerking off to the same content as you and at the same time as you
by Spiotto April 10, 2025
by Turdmouth January 20, 2011
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
Noun: An appropriate rhythm while stitch-fucking. Two males are double penetrating a woman in her anus and vagina, and as one goes in, the other is going out. This appropriate rhythm ensures that the woman is fully penetrated at all times and does not die or get split in half. This also conveniently prevents the two men's testicles from touching each other, which could call their heterosexuality into question.
Matt: Man, when I grow up, I want to be just like Josh and Stacy. They're masters of synchronized stitch. All the chicks are talking about them.
Zack: Yeah, I hear their balls don't even touch. They're gonna turn synchronized stitch into an Olympic sport!
Zack: Yeah, I hear their balls don't even touch. They're gonna turn synchronized stitch into an Olympic sport!
by Jay-Deezy February 25, 2010
The phenomenon in which a word or phrase from a song being actively listened to coincides with the simultaneous appearance of the same word or concept in one’s immediate physical environment. This can occur in visual, auditory, or experiential forms, such as reading a word at the exact moment it is sung or witnessing an action as it is described in the lyrics. The experience often evokes a sense of significance, as if reality and music are momentarily synchronized in an unexpected yet meaningful way.
I experienced lyrical synchronicity today when I noticed someone staring at me and at the same time the song I was listening to said "I'll be watching you"
by Easton C. February 05, 2025
Normally our classes last 90 minutes, but because of online school we have zoom time and sit there and be confused time (45 minutes of each to equal 90). Our synchronous class time lasts about 45 minutes, 45 minutes of our teacher going as fast as they can to get the lecture done with because of the fact we don't have enough time, and 45 minutes of us being off of zoom and us staring at the computer screen because we did not understand a thing that the teacher was saying because we did not have enough time to actually learn the material.
by Very cool band kid named Jimmy November 04, 2020
(SSSS) a serious disease characterized by unpredictable synchronized shitting of two or more people within 10 meters of each other and subsequent synchronized prayer for forgiveness.
"Can you imagine if today was Thursday instead of Tuesday?"
"Honestly, if it were thursday, we would all contract spontaneous synchronized shitting sarcoma and have to change our pants"
"Honestly, if it were thursday, we would all contract spontaneous synchronized shitting sarcoma and have to change our pants"
by chessmasterflex January 19, 2010