This means a type of gift (usually from a husband to his wife) that was bought for his use, and her birthday, Christmas, etc. was a scapegoat for it.
A manmay buy his wife a fishing rod for her birthday, and when she says she would never use it he jumps on the chance to use it for himself...this is a classic Fred Flinstone Gift.
Fred Flintstone's Memory Match was produced by Coastal Amusements in 1994.
Coastal Amusements released 68 different machines in our database under this trade name, starting in 1987.
Other machines made by Coastal Amusements during the time period Fred Flintstone's Memory Match was produced include Fred Flinstones Memory Match, Pop-A-Slot, Toy King claw machine, Slam Dunk, Sea Wolf, Powaire Jr. Air Hockey Table, Water High Rise, Roosta Shoota, Bug Blitz, and Big Wheel.
Bob: I want to play the Fred Flinstone's Memory Match arcade game.
The act of penetrating from the rear, her legs being wrapped around your waist, she is holding herself off the ground with her hands, all while simultaneously moving forward with you in a very "cave man," Fred Flinstone Mobil typefashion; all while shouting "Yaaba Daaba Doo!"
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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*