Medicine designed to reduce the queasy head-swimmy feelings normally experienced while being subjected to the insensitive/destructive verbal tirades of one or more fellow humans who actually have little or nothing to complain about regarding the voluminously-hollered-about topic, but are just creating invalid "drama" and being mean in order to entertain themselves and feel popular/important for five minutes.
My stomach's in a knot from all of my mother-in-law's moaning about my young daughter's lack of "social popularity" in her preschool classes, so I better take some Dramamean before I puke.
Someone or something that bites your ankles.
To a postman, an ankle biter is often known as a dog.
To an adult, an ankle biter may be a toddler.
To hikers, an ankle biter is sometimes a tick.
And so on.
When a manwill search for hours to find something that is laying out in the open on a table. Items are often easily found by a women.
Man: "I have been searching for hours for keys."
Woman: "You mean the ones sitting there on the coffee table?"
Man: "Where?"
Woman: "Right there in the middle of that table."
Man: "oh, must have been Male Pattern Blindness"