This is something that happens in supermarkets; a two-seater with a trolley is wandering slowly and aimlessly down the aisles with a queue of other customers behind them. They seem apathetic and prepared to tolerate the slow progress, none of them apparently capable of saying “Excuse me” or “Can I just get by” or even “Get out of the way you fat, useless lump of shit!”
See also red rover, Traffic Jam, Road Block.
I went to the supermarket to pick up some food but didn’t bother, the place was full of traffic calming measures.
Similar to a dingle-berry, a crusty cling-on is a dried up piece of poo that gets caught up in an unkempt and unwashed hairy ass of a man. Or a woman that has a hairy ass, though that's more of a rarity.
Dude I used a whole roll of toilet paper after the dump I left in the can last night but still got crusty cling-ons hanging off my ring beard!
Similar to a dingle-berry, a crusty cling-on is a dried up piece of poo that gets caught up in an unkempt and unwashed hairy ass of a man. Or a woman that has a hairy ass, though that's more of a rarity.
Dude I used a whole roll of toilet paper after the dump I left in the can last night but still got crusty cling-ons hanging off my ring beard!
A dude so desperate that he hits on every woman to the point of becoming a nuisance. He will orbit around women while they are trying to work, believing he is saying what they want to hear, but is actually beyond annoying and disruptive.
Clings aree often asked to leave or are banned from premises, but they won't learn and will keep at it.
"ugh, a cling came into my worktoday, he literally followed every woman around the store asking everyone out, security had to ask him to leave. We couldnt even get work done"
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*