Yankee Dude: Hey Limey! What's propaganda?
Limey Dude (closet punologist): A real male goose! (runs away)
ie. Proper Gander. (ie. male goose)
Now Do You Get It?
1.A person of any age with a large amount of knowledge and experience pertaining to working in fast food resturants making fries and the sort. 2. A person who is dedicated to the making of french fries for a fast food resturant usually having a large array of hair nets and name tags.
Fryologist : I know that you are new to working here, but your fries need more salt
Yourself: That dude is such a fryologist. he has been working here far too long.
1. Apologist for the horrors of Communism. Keen to see similar horrors repeated upon the innocent citizens of functioning western democracies.
2. A person known to be full of feces.
A scientist who assumes and attempts to interpret the study of fudge and its effects on the human body. This goes into the biological composition and life like features of the substance as well.
Oh my goodness Bob, how in the world are we going to find out if this fudge is poisoned or not?
Well Kay, we should call a fudgologist!
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.