A highschool in Marysville, California. Home of the indians. Stoners are the cool kids. We pretty much suck at sports. And our test scores are low. Our colors are orange and black. You can always find drugs being sold at school and a fight at least once a week. Each year, the freshman are sluttier and sluttier. Overall, some of the kids are pretty cool but the staff is kinda lame. During the summer, people go to meet up at the highschool because its in the middle of town.
A town in central Louisiana, outside of Alexandria. Marksville is located in the heart of Cajun country. It is the home of the Cochon de Lait Festival, world class Cajun cuisine, excellent hunting and fishing, and white trash who drive around in $60,000 trucks while still collecting food stamps.
Guy 1-"Hey man, you want to go to Marksville and fish in Spring Bayou?"
Guy 2-"Nah, I can't, my 16 year old girlfriend is pregnant."
Guy 1-"You should definitely move there.."
pimp ass town located in northern california. aka Murdaville. Often overshadowed by Yuba City. Only landmark is a big ass church. Used to be one of the biggest cities in California. The town has a weird obsession for peaches.
Marysville, a town in which Wal-Mart is the biggest form of entertainment. Most of the population wears outfits resembling a used napkin. Proudly displaying their occupation of putting screws in holes in automobiles. Hunting, fishing, drinking and general boredom are the town's activities. Marion, a notorious city of heroin use, is nearby. Probably a better place to raise children and have a nice meal. Marysville has more drive thru beer vendors and pizza places than any other city, per capita in Ohio. Also it has been noted as the "Couch on the corner" capital. If your wardrobe is Wal-Mart camouflage, this town is right for you.
Let's go to Marysville, Ohio and see which drive-thru has the cheapest Busch beer!
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*