When a male finds the need to explain the meaning of mansplaining to a female
My wife told me to stop mansplaining, when I was really just disagreeing with her interpretation of the situation. I decided that was not the time to mensplain.
milsplaining (blend word ‘military’ & informal form splaining of gerund ‘explaining’) is pejorative term meaning "(of a squaddie) to comment on or explain something to #civvy in condescending, overconfident, often inaccurate or oversimplified manner"
It is total bravado based on a rigid hierarchy where people have to do exactly as you tell them even if you are an utter knob. Civvies don’t give a shit about rank & will tell you to poke it.
I’m not #milsplaining you thick Civvy twat, I’m giving you guidance based on my considerable military knowledge gleamed from Commando comics & years of mucking other military around. I have zero knowledge of real world but if I shout & point, you will have to do what I say!
The act of explaining the meaning of the word meme to a person who does not understand it. Most people incorrectly believe that a meme is a picture with words added on top of it. This is actually an image macro. While some image macros are also memes, not all memes are image macros. The preceding three sentences are an example of memesplaining.
When your wife has to explain basic morals and empathy to her husband that runs a country and 100% of the time the husband is the kind of man that makes up his own nickname and shits himself at a Engadine McDonald's
Stop Jensplaining it to me, I told you I didn't rape her I just held her down for the young staffer to rape, we have to leave in 5 minutes so will talk about it when we get back from hillsong, we will have more time for me to comprehend how to do empathy, just write what I should say Jen
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 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."