BlogHer (not to be confused with BlogShe): It’s a conference that happens in July. You get there on Thursday and party. Friday you go to a few sessions and realize they are all kind of boring. Go get drunk with your friends. Saturday you go to the sessions that your friends or celebrities are speaking at and then you stalk them and give them love letters with pictures of them and your cat. Saturday night you tell everyone your deepest secrets and also accidentally flash some people. Sunday important stuff happens but you skip it to sleep in and then you go to the airport.
"I went to the BlogHer conference but all I got was this lousyhangover."
A really fat, disgusting, slob. usually wears pants past belly button. extremely overweight, no self respect, low self esteem, eats alot of trans fat and drinks alot of alcohol. basically a completely fat loser.
If my friend TJ flynn keeps drinking and eating like this, he will end up becoming a serious bloughser.
People who have a sudden transition from laughing to having a serious face. Like you tell them something funny and they really laugh but then instead of gradually reducing their laugh, the just cut it off.
Larry: “Did you see Neil daGrasse Tyson hosting that show on Nat Geo yesterday? That guy's such a blaugher."
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
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.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.