1. You're a fucking doaker, you retard.
2. You just spelled 'gnome' wrong, doaker.
3. Aw, damn it Carly, I don't want to see that! Put that away you doaker.
When someone rubs their scrotum against a dock (mostly wooden ones), which boats tie up to. These are the most sick and twisted people you may ever come across. They will not stop scrotum docking! Not even if their scrotum looks like a sea urchin from having so many splinters in it!
( ex. 1 )
Cameron: ewww! look at that guy, why is he doing that to the dock?!
Jack: because he's a scrotum docker!
Cameron: if he gets a splinter there, wouldn't it hurt?
Jack: no, because his scrotum is very rough and tough skinned now from scrotum docking so much...
( ex. 2 )
Eddie: Is that a sea urchin connected to that guy?
Garrett: No, thats just a guy's scrotum after scrotum docking.
Someone who picks cigarette end up off the pavement/ashtray or where ever else they might be and smokes them, or maybe keeps them in a collection. Usually used as an insult by chavs
guy: Hey look, i found a half-smoked cigarette!
chav: fuckin docker picker! (punches him with a hand covered in cheap gold rings from argos)
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."