An statement of excitement over a situation in your day that is so amazing, although it's not actually an orgasm, it might as well be.
Run into Kelly Churchill and you say, "Oh my god. Get me a towel." ...because I just jizzed.
See a nice lookin Porsche or some other high priced car cruisin down the road and you say, "Check out that whip. Dude, get me a towel!"
Or you can just say it when you need a towel after bangin or something. But ideally your girl should swallow. This is the BEST time to say get me a towel.
When it becomes necessary to exit a chick's apartment via the window because you realized too late that you are drying your ass and junk with her "guest towel" after bangining the shit out if her"
I wasnt paying attention and i had to make a guest towel get-a-way. Man I dont know which i left messier, her or her goddam linens.
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.