A heated battle of sorts between two males when a resolution is unattainable. The Browntown Showdown is a modern play on the classic event, the "Tug-of-War". The two parties involved take a rope (twine for the frail and anally incompetent) preferably a half-inch in diameter. The rope is to be knotted on both ends and then inserted into the anal cavities of the aforementioned. Both men then must clench their assly muscles and take steps away from each other, the first party to release the rope is the loser.
(A ropesmith is preferred and must regulate/monitor the proceedings)
no-homo is not necessary, but may help in further explanations to others
"My teacher said the answer was X = 3, I disagree; it's time for a Browntown Showdown."
A band that began the genre of "ska-core". Excellent band, most people just suck too much dick to realize how amazing they are, but for some reason, still rock out to Linkin Park.
One of (if not the) greatest ska bands ever. Famous for their song "The Impression That I Get" the bosstones brought good music back to the charts. Sadly they ended their career and now radio and tv is being infested with emo, pop, and dirty rap.
A holy religion where remy the rat is god (also known as the rat from the hit show ratatouille) in the religion bronstonism you must marry someone with the taken name of bronston, if you do not you will be an outlaw and should go die. If your name is Megan or Katie or molly you CAN NOT JOIN BRONSTONISM. Anyways join to be accepted you must say the holy prayer 🙏🏻
“Remy the ratatouille the rat of all our dreams, we praise you oh holy rat may the world remember your name . BRONSTON”
I LOVE BRONSTONISM ITS SOOO GOOD YOU SHOULD JOINNOW
An interchange between Interstate 35W and Minnesota State Highway 62 in Richfield, Minnesota. Traffic often backs up for several miles. Try to avoid this area in full but if you must enter it, DO IT BEFORE RUSH HOUR OR YOU WILL REGRET IT!
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*