Meating up is the ceremonial ritual where a man gets his balls back from the wife (or lady friend) for the weekend. Especially, for a manly event like camping, shooting, drinking or just sniffing gunpowder with his boys.
Mark: Hey dude, you going camping this weekend?
BK: Ya man, I got a pass from the wife. We are gunna meat up at Fletch's about noon.
When a group of well known degenerates assemble in order to denigrate their enemies and sometimes each other, consume coma inducing amounts of substances, and perform any number of questionable, dangerous, or otherwise ill advised activities. These gatherings happen at irregular intervals and are generally composed of a caustic mix of borderline personalities.
There are often promises "hearty soups", but rarely do said soups materialize.
"Are you heading to Johns this weekend?"
"I might, it sounds like a real honchos meat up, though. I might skip 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 real birthday. 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."