A curve on I-90 where it meets with/ splits from OH Rt. 2 on the edge of downtown Cleveland. Going Westbound, there's an onramp from OH. Rt. 2 Eastbound just after it, so you have to cross over 2-4 lanes of traffic to get into Downtown Cleveland. Posted speed limit is 35 mph. Lots of traffic accidents involving ice/snow, tractor-trailors, and drunk drivers.
Then you get to have fun trying to hit I-77 or I-71 so you can get ANYWHERE into Southern or Western Cleveland and the accompanying suburbs. Another fine mess from the fucktards at ODOT!
"This jerkoff was trying to race me from the minute I got on the freeway, but I dusted his ass on Dead Man's Curve doing 70 mph."
"I was on my way to see you and a bunch of stunters on crotch rockets were weaving all over Dead Man's Curve, I was sure one of them was gonna crash."
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.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.