Big, tall, handsome son of a gun who I wish would pin me against a wall and show me whos the boss. Very athletic especially in bed (wink, wink);) this guy can slam down a basketball just like his kittens down there in Falcon Lake Manitoba. he will break your heart and have you begging for a second chance. Hes lovable takes PRIDE in everything he loves. you need a j smitty in your life cause his presence can make a room light up. I love you is what he'll say right before he devours your shit.
"Justin Geoffrey Brian Smith, why is there white liquid leaking from the cats behind?!!!!!!"
or
"Justin Geoffrey brian Smith, why do the new born kittens have your DNA in them!!!"
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”