Cuntnesia is the act of forgetting the cunt like actions you have performed in the past. People suffering from cuntnesia actually believe that they have never done anything wrong in the past and that those who remember their bad behaviour are the ones with problems. Cuntnesia, if left untreated, can lead to the formation of cult like groups that gather near water, hide under bridges, and consume freezer burnt sausages.
Do you think they remember when they were acting like cunts? No, they all have cuntnesia.
Boring cuntiness is an illness that people are diagnosed with if they are rude, annoying , mean for no reason , and have absolutely no sense of humour.
When something is so extremely cute, so absolutely adorable that you just can't stand it, you have reached your Cuteness Quota, and can't take any more.
While looking at a video of baby animals frolicking with human babies, I became so overcome by my Cuteness Quota, that I just passed out.
Something or someone who lights up a room when present. Someone or something with this factor has the ability to lift any depression or sadness while present.
While speaking about a person, do not confuse a woman that is 'hott' for one that has this factor. They are both the same amount of beautiful, but they have one key difference. This difference lies within the personality, someone that is referred to as 'hott' is most likely has a lack-luster or poor personality. Someone with the cuteness factor is most of the time 'hott' but she also has the bubbly personality that will make you happy no matter what.
Cuteness factor almost always means the person is 'hott' or 'beautiful' in appearance as well. Someone who is 'hott' generally means the person is merely physically attracting only.
Humans, puppies, kittens, anything that makes women 'awe', these all have the cuteness factor.
When you fail at something in life (eg. failing an exam or not getting a job), go home and spend an hour just standing in the shower, propping yourself up against the wall with your eyes on your feet.
Caleb knew the only thing to do after he didnt get prefect was take a failureshower.
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!