When your mom comes home when your cooking muffins for summer fun and you may be a jew but you can still have fun so you go ahead and throw yourself out there only to fuck a space time continuum and get 1900d freedom fucked off of rust bc your mom hates your Lil jew ass hole because you are fucking petunia slut who only worships the demons of celzar because you can only drink powerade because your mom is stuck in the great depression and can only afford a watered down Gatorade because the oppression of society is weighing her down and she can't even swim under the sea with a mermaid and a crab because her family hates her because who has hermit crabs you fucking racist piece of dick queso lookin ass I bet you kiss nobody with that mouth you imbread computer mouse.
A door wall is a sliding-glass door or patio door. The term is yet another example of banal Michigan vernacular, where in the residents latch on to company names, trademark names, marketing terms and product names from local companies. The terms become embedded in the local vocabulary and eventually become accepted as actual valid words and phrases. In this case the term comes from Wallside Windows in Taylor, MI (a large window manufacturer), where 'door wall' is their created word for sliding-glass door.
"Bob! John's gonna bring over them doorwalls from Wallsides on Tuesdee afternoon 'round two-thirty. Get 'er done!"
The measure of an emotional and over zealous consumer in an upwardly charging market, also known as a bull market. It's characterized by rising asset prices, increased investor confidence, and favorable growth in the markets, bro.
The frothability was evident as over-zealous consumers eagerly engaged in bidding wars, drivingproperty prices to unsustainable levels reminiscent of previous speculative bubbles.