Halldór is an Icelandic name and is often used to describe an asshole. In Icelandic history the villain is often called Halldór. In World War II the majority of Icelandic Hitlers supporters where named Halldórs.
Halldór is probably that one really funny and extremely ordinary weird guyu remeber from high school. He drives around in a special, green car that reminds you of kidnappers which is not so unusual because Halldór’s middle name is pedophile. Therefore he always carries shitload of candy in his pockets, especially something that makes children produce metan because Halldór doesn’t believe in global warming. Halldór is like a tasty carrot, fresh and breezeful on the inside but ginger on the outside!
Cry if someone calls you Halldór because its like ur being defined as a person with dólgur.
dóri DNA has a weirdblood disease which makes it easy to compare him to the known Icelandic celebrity dóri DNA. When he walks in with his striped head he glows with his head and pure Christianity which is weird because his political views are almost fascist. But sometimes you can't see him because girls and boys surround him and hale him.
girls: own me
Halldór snær/ dóri DNA: hush hush little girl just join the others in my basement
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.