When a female, usually with mocha eyes and caramel skin, parts her hair in the middle and braids each side. When you see this sun kissed goddess you immediately feel as if you are on top of the Millenium Force about to drop and all else disappears, just you and that moment.
Yo did you guys see Alexis and her Millenium Force Braids?
Yeah man those Millenium Braids will wreck a man's life!
People between the ages of 15-25 who act extremely hard for white suburbanites. They act as if they are "about that life" but in actuality they have most likely never been in a fight. The hard knock life they portray is a complete fallacy and is most likely an over compensation for a lack of self-confidence. They will continue to make Facebook posts about people who are "bout to catch wreck", however when they are confronted face to face with the situation, they will immediately try to "talk it out"'
Did you see the millennium gangster in the store wearing the snap back and skinny jeans start crying when the lady caught him stealing and told him if he didn't put the stuff back she was gonna get her son to beat his ass.
Nowhere At The Millennium Of Space is an album, in similar tone to The Caretaker's Everywhere At The End Of Time, that explores dementia, its effects, and its totality. It's distinguished from Everywhere At The End Of Time in that rather than using music from the 1920's to 1940's, it uses music from the 1960's to 1980's, making it feel much more modern.
'I just finished listening to Everywhere At The End Of Time, depressing stuff.'
'Yeah? Some total chads made a version of that with music from the 60's, 70's and 80's, it's called Nowhere At The Millennium Of Space'
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*