The place where you go to prove your manhood on Thursdays with 60 cent wings on the menu. You show up to bdubs and you order a humbling 20 wing basket and you can hardly finish them all. You should also never leave a tip for the shitty waitresses. And the waiters try to be your bro. On your drive home from bdubs you start brewing the ol' number 3 (explosive diarrhea) and by the time you get home, the shitter is more important than saying hi to your wife. Before you even sit on the toilet, your asshole already decides to start spewing soupy poop and spraying shit and you can't even tell if you are pooping or peeing at this point and now you have shit everywhere and you decide never to attend bdubs again, but then crave it next week.
After attending Buffalo Wild Wings on a thursday night with 50 cent wings, when you get home 30 min later it hits you. The Smelliest Most disgusting shit you will ever take in your entire life. Poop spraying out of your asshole as if you are painting the toilet. The Infamous Bdubs Shit
Frank says "andy im gonna have to use your bathroom i cant make it home its the bdubs shit"
Acronym for "bluetooth douchebag" which is person who thinks that wearing a bluetooth handsfree earpiece in public will elevate their status in society.
Anyone caught wearing a bluetooth handsfree earpiece in public should immediately be reported to BluetoothDouchebag.com by way of a picture in order to call this douchebag out on their douchebaggery.
Look at that guy, he must be closing tons of business deals if he has to be on the phone in line at Starbucks! Oh wait, he's just a BTDB.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
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 realbirthday. 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*