A complex phrase used to qualify a declarative statement. Commonly used to clarify you are not an expert on whatever it is you're talking about.
Synonyms: "I'm not an expert, nor do I claim to be"
I'm no jazz blogger, but you should use your turn signal more often.
I'm no jazz blogger, but that bartender over there is fucking ugly.
I'm no jazz blogger, but I am smarter than everyone else.
An individual, usually mentally unstable, who spends time coming up with clever terms like "Chimpeach" to attempt to make half-baked political statements. Usually the individual lives off of inheritance while driving around in his truck placing silly signs everywhere. He typically suffers from delusions of grandeur as well as severe narcissism.
Guy: Hey, did you see that sign the Freeway Blogger put up?
Gal: I sure did.
Guy: Did it change your mind about impeaching the President?
Gal: No. It just made me realize there are people with too much time on their hands.
A spineless narcissist who litters the California freeways with asinine political statements that reflect his severely fractured psyche. His inflated sense of importance and self worth are simply covers for his cowardly nature. Instead of standing by his signs, he chooses to avoid criticism by tucking his tail between his legs and scampering off.
The Freeway Blogger talks a big game, but everyone knows he's a cowardly pussy.
A member of the blogging niche that writes, reads, and discusses topics related to relationships, sex, kink, sexual perversity. Basically, really enjoys talking about… fucking.
I follow a few gutter bloggers, they really helped me spice things up in our bedroom!
- Have you read Dave's latest post?
- No, I'm at work, and he's a gutter blogger - definitely NSFW! I'll check it out in the evening.
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!