A Dusty Dibbler is where you exchange consensual sexual favors inside a place of buisness. Usually, but preferably, in a private matter.
"Hey, did you hear about what happened to Demarcus from accounting? I heard he got a Dusty Dibbler in the elevator."
"How'd he find the time to do that?
A man who plays a lot of fortnite and never wipes them shit out of his asshole and let’s it get crusty. He is notorious for putting the shit on his fingers and smelling it, maybe even wiping the shut across the top of his mouth.
“Wow Diego you’re such a DOOKIE DIBBLER. You need to clean that shitty doodoo poopy dookie out of your ass”
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."