If the hit song 'Money for nothing' by prolific rock group Dire Straits is played at a function, event or gathering, guests are required to shotgun a beverage before the intro of the song concludes. If no cans are available, guests must finish the remainder of their current drink in a timely manner.
The 'Money for nothing' effect
noun
1. A Phenomenon caused when the song 'Money for Nothing' by Dire Straits is played at a gathering and results in guests finishing their beverage and/or shotgunning a full can of beverage.
Example:
*intro of Money for Nothing plays in the background at a function*
GUEST 1: "oh shit, it's the Money for Nothing Effect."
GUEST 2: *Pierces a fresh tin of lager with a car key and prepares to shotgun the beverage*
GUEST 1: "Make sure to wait for the guitar riff to come in!"
noun
1. A Phenomenon caused when the song 'Money for Nothing' by Dire Straits is played at a gathering and results in guests finishing their beverage and/or shotgunning a full can of beverage.
Example:
*intro of Money for Nothing plays in the background at a function*
GUEST 1: "oh shit, it's the Money for Nothing Effect."
GUEST 2: *Pierces a fresh tin of lager with a car key and prepares to shotgun the beverage*
GUEST 1: "Make sure to wait for the guitar riff to come in!"
by Downtempo Dan August 23, 2023

Jimmy: Unemployed David has a job offer for only $5hr.
Billy: Well he’s got nothing in one hand and shit in the other.
Billy: Well he’s got nothing in one hand and shit in the other.
by Juice delhagen April 28, 2022

The period of time when a person is semiconscious, when their brain is empty but they are not asleep.
by BraveGuide July 18, 2023

Nothing you stupid bitch
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What you have if you mine the cryptocurrency Pi.
by John Duggan July 15, 2021

Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Since water of the world
I knew I'd have to face you
The color of my bites
Yes they remind me of you
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Sailing through the flood
Why did he keep two of you
Splinter in your mind's eye
My phoenix rises to swoop
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Since water of the world
I knew I'd have to face you
The color of my bites
Yes they remind me of you
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred anymore?
Sailing through the flood
Why did he keep two of you
Splinter in your mind's eye
My phoenix rises to swoop
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred, nothing sacred anymore?
Nothing sacred, nothing sacred, nothing sacred
Nothing sacred, nothing sacred
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Take the edge of my thumbs
Bury the nails deep into your eyes
(Maybe then you'll see my light)
I'd rather crawl, drooling with the beggars
They've got more to say
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred anymore?
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred, nothing sacred anymore?
Nothing sacred, nothing sacred, nothing sacred
Nothing sacred, nothing sacred
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Still floating in the gray water of your womb
Take the edge of my thumbs
Bury the nails deep into your eyes
(Maybe then you'll see my light)
I'd rather crawl, drooling with the beggars
They've got more to say
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred anymore?
In your blood I write
I am not afraid
This is who I am
And I will never be like you
I do not kneel
All I'm asking
Is nothing sacred, nothing sacred anymore?
by Txorromorro September 22, 2025
