Verb. Employing extreme effort to keep a fart from being released in inopportune situations such as first dates.
My date with that hottie I went on the other night was awful. I was fartplugging for 30 minutes when I was driving her home. When she finally got out of the car, my ass exploded.
When you have a particularly bad case of the beer shits, and you keep thinking you have to crap, but all that comes out is a turd the size of a cork and a gallon of air. You go through the day not being able to trust your anus, feeling like you need to fart, but fearing you might chuck the plug.
"How's your hangover?" "Not good. My headache is gone, but I keep dealing with a series of fart plugs.". "Lovely". "Yeah, the fifth one I shot out was under so much pressure I nearly cracked the toilet."
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 realbirthday. 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."