It’s a delightful Saturday morning in Seattle, and you and your cousins decide to take a stroll down the street. One of you accidentally steps onto someone’s lawn, and suddenly, a man (looking like a guy from duck dynasty) creeps out of the doorway and barks, “Hey whatchu doin there huh!” Instinctively, you and your cousins run as fast as possible, as if the guy was about to come out and get them.
“Hey dad, I was playing football on the streets outside with my cousins and accidentally ran onto somebody’s lawn. Some guy came out of the house and yelled “Hey whatchu doin there huh!” and we all ran back to the house”
CHILLIN! FUCK! ALWAYS WORRIED ABOUT WHAT THE FUCK I'M DOING! STAY OFF MY DICK HOE! WE FUCKED ONCE AND NOW YOU TELLING ALL YOUR MESSY ASS FIRESIDE BITCHES YOU LOVE ME AND SHIT! ALL WE DID WAS FUCK THATS IT! SHIT BITCH ION WANT YOU! ME BUFORD FERB AND BALJEET HAD YOUR WIDE PUSSY ASS! GTF OUT MY FACE BITCH BREATH SMELLIN LIKE DOOFENSHMIRTZ BALLS AND SHIT!
Dahalf-aggravated "yawning is contagious" protest dat you snortingly direct at a nearby fellow human who is sleepily displaying his tonsils.
Most people know dat you are merely joking when you tell them, "Hey, cut it out --- you'll have ME doin' it!", but saying "Nice tonsils" instead is a bit more fun and pleasant.
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."
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*