A woman who, by demeanor and action, creates issues where there are none. A drama machine. She will commonly be found in panic, when you ask her what is wrong she will list horrible situations from the past, the present and quite possibly activities that aren't even true just to stir up shit. When she asks you questions, beware, it is rhetorical, she is bating you into her trap. It is how they hunt. They dwell within a web of lies and burned bridges wherein they create a nest which requires high matienance. These women should be avoided at all costs.
Trish: Oh, here comes Doloris.
Doloris: (In background) Oh my God, I just wrecked my car because I got a call while I was trying to drink my vodka. Could you loan me $50 so I can get some scrath-its? You don't want me to buy scratch-its?!? Do you think I'm fat?..."
These new contractors on the project seem, OK, but I'm not sure about the American.' 'No, he's right up his own arse.' 'And he's a Marillion fan.' 'Ah, what a cuntractor.
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."
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*