Trust fund babies who adopt the Rastafarian culture for its love of marijuana and dreadlocks.
Trustafarian's are easily befriended with the standard marijuana joint. They prefer Dub or Roots reggae to dancehall and popularmusic cause "keepin it real" means shunning anything new and adopting anything old school. Conversations usually gravitate toward the love of marijuana and conspiracy theories. Trustafarian's natural habitat is in Northern California and can often be found reeking of ganja and patchouli.
My roommates always home and doesn't work. His peeps are rich so he's a total trust-a-fari.
A white person, usually in their 20s, who fancies themselves a rastafarian and has dreadlocks--and a trust fund, thereby making them a pretentious ass.
Mike: Dude, that white girl's dreadlocks are fuckingdisgusting.
Sally: She's such a trust-a-farian.
A phrase often uttered by amateur bartenders who don't know what the hell they're doing, in order to gain the trust of a customer who doesn't know what they really want.
All the more reason not to trust the person... if the fact that someone is a "born-aginner" even has to be mentioned, then there must be something less-than-honest/honorable that said supposedly-clean-living person has to hide --- "methinks he doth protest too much"!
I have seldom if ever had any more luck with the honesty/integrity/consistency/reliability/kindness of someone about whom I was solemnly assured that, "I'm/he's/she's a Christian, so you can trust me/him/her"... in fact, if anything, these stuck-up Bible-thunpers often seem to be even BIGGER a**h**es than their "non-believer" counterparts! They think that "God will forgive them" for anything they do, and so they make little true effort to keep their word or otherwise treat their fellow humans with even basic decency.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!