Relatively new in this volatile quick-change administration where “You’re fired!” is a frequently heard refrain, AG Barrtard is more likely than not to be a future casualty.
Barbtard (buh-are-bah-tar-rah-dah) noun.
A word to describe the stupifiying trance like state that causes seemingly normal men to become obsessed with Barbs. They often whine, grovel, sniveling, cry, beg, buy gifts for, stalk, drink and dial and develope a wide range of obnoxious behaviors in order to gain Barbs approval and attentions. These poor men are often used and abused by Barbs then cast away when to make room for the next Barbtard.
KEN! Don't go near that woman! Even brushing up against her skirt or breathing her perfume can turn you into a BARBTARD. STEP BACK KEN! OH GOD!!! KEN!!! KEN!! NOOOOO!!!!
A surprisingly tasty condiment consisting of roughly equal parts of barbecue sauce and mustard. The early creators of barbatard were out of ketchup and invented this saucy combo on the spot. Was an instant success.
"Oh man, we're out of ketchup. Guess this burger just won't be the same..."
"Don't worry buddy! I've got the perfect solution. Barbatard. Just mix some barbecue sauce and mustard and you're golden."
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 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*