The inadvertent co-mingling of two or more unique mixtures of gases, i.e., farts, expelled via the recta of two or more individuals, respectively. Generally considered deplorable as another's fart is traditionally considered inimical to one's own.
Somewhere and sometime between our elevator ride from the 9th to the 90th floor, our conflatulence invited the disappointment, and indeed scorn, of the purists among us. This conflatulence was both redolent of and offered new insight into Cole Porter's lament, "Down in the Dumps on the 90th Floor."
The concatenation of "congratulations" & "condolences".
A conflicted expression of joy & sympathy in the success or good fortune of another whose fortune may also cause suffering, sorrow, misfortune, or grief.
Conflation of congratulations and condolences. Used primarily when a friend has broken up with someone and is a little upset, yet glad to be rid of them.
When a person is overflowing with attempts to conflate multiple unrelated ideas or issues. Often released in such a manner that it removes all doubt to its true source (read: from their own anus).
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.