Distilled essence of 1337-ness, usually obtained by grinding up organic matter (such as hair and toenail clippings) discarded by Uber Nerds, like Steve Wozniak. Used to temporarily induce 1337-ness.
Awww damnit, I keep getting killed... Pass me the 1337Sauce, will ya?
(also known as leet sauce), the substance a person is dipped in before they are put into their mother's womb if it is determined by higher powers that they will be a master at everything they do.
hey man, did you see that guy, he must have been dipped in almighty 1337sauce!
Should be spelled out Leetsauce. I invented the fackin word so this definition is the only real one. It means either someone or something is the fackin shit. It can also refer to my personal sauce collection in the refridgerator.
1. An expression used to signify dominance or coolness. Usually used by itself in response to something.
2. A noun representing an imaginary(or real) liquid.
3. A synonym to "skill".
4. An antonym to weaksauce.
1. "I just pwned your whole team!" "1337sauce!"
"Dude that car is total 1337sauce!"
2. "Awww shit there's 1337sauce all over the place!"
"I poured some 1337sauce on my top sirloin - best dinner ever."
3. "Check out my 1337sauce - BOOM! Headshot!"
4. "Dude that car is total 1337sauce!"
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*