A pile of both clean and dirty clothing that forms on top of a bed. The clothes mountain serves joint functions, as both clothes storage and a sleeping surface. It tends to begin innocuously as a stray item of clothing, but quickly builds to a towering height and a base that swallows up the entire bed. It is prone to clothing avalanches, thus spilling dirty underwear and tube tops onto the floor, forming a sort of clothes mountain range. If not treated quickly, the clothes mountain range will become a parasitic addition to the bedroom, hindering passageway in the event of a fire.
"Kay Kay, put your laundry away! Mom doesn't want to see the clothes mountain anymore!"
"The Emperor Wears No Clothes" or "The Emperor Has No Clothes" is often used in political and social contexts for any obvious truth denied by the majority despite the evidence of their eyes, especially when proclaimed by the governmen
When people say "The emperor wears no clothes", they mean that other people need to stop being ass kissers to a political leader and see things for what they truly are instead of denying the truth of the situation.
It takes a person with guts to speak the truth and blast through the bullshit and lies.
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.