Having an obsession with an odious man or woman who no matter what for years to come you will always long for, the brady syndrome may include side effects such as aggravation, hyper fixation, anxiety, anger, stress, and dissatisfaction.
“I don’t know why I’m so into them. It’s a constant loop of not working out! I think I have the Brady syndrome.”
Someone who has ongoing fantasies about the new step children and in-laws melding together into a cohesive family unit even though the family members of your new spouse think you and your children are pieces of shit... and you and your children continually prove them to be correct.
What the hell was he thinking when he married that obnoxious sarcastic bitch? That leech has the Brady Bunch Syndrome and keeps trying to force herself and her demon offspring into our family functions; and every time they're around they just throw insults and try to start fights.
Sudden inexplicable stupidity. Some theorize a result of falling off bales of hay repeatedly.
There is no known cure. The only humane option is euthanasia via metal baseball bat beating.
Dar Webbous, suffering from Brad Syndrome, was fine yesterday, but today she has no idea where she is, how she got here, and evidently does not know how to dress or bathe herself anymore.
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*