A description for one who has a brilliant mind and superior intellect accompanied by a boarder line creepy obsession with true crime and or all things mystery. They are probably bad at geography and measurement conversions, but what they lack in skill they make up in witty banter.
Hey, you listen to the Mystery a la Carte podcast too? Oh man, we're total creepophiles!
A single word to describe the overwhelming awe someone feels at the universe. Not just how pretty it is, but the incredibly complex processes that made it what it is today.
As for the previous poster, you fool that's not what credophile means. Credophile is an awesome term coined originally by the writer L. Sprague de Camp, in a letter to James Randi.
It's a label for those who appear particularly gullible and are particularly inclined to believe whatever claims come their way. (See Scientologist).
A credophile gets positive pleasure from belief and pain from doubt... The credophile collects beliefs the way a jackdaw does nest ornaments: not for utility but for glitter. And, once having embraced a belief, it takes something more than mere disproof to make him let go.
Someone that enjoys tasting the fine flavor of different types of Cum. Cum comes in many types and flavers depending on the squirter. There is regular white Cum (just like wonder bread) and of course black (African american), yellow (Asian) a different flavor for each race. Cum is also flavored by diet so it picks up faint hints of what ever the Cummer has eaten making for a wide assortment of flavors. Some get so into Cum tasting that they become Cum snobs and only want to taste the finest cum. A Cumophile enjoys tasting fine cum so much that she goes to tastings often.
They will spend lots of money travel even overseas to find the best cum that they can find. Later in life some are so addicted that they become cumoholics.
The Cumophile swirled the cum around her mouth to bring out the faint flavors of Cantalope, Cherrys, In and out Burger and Coors.
They joined the Cumophile club so they could enjoy tasting cum with a group of like minded people
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 real birthday. 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."