Ges Misérables or ges misérables (pronounced ‘Gay Miz-eh-rahb’) is the ‘Gay Misery’ or mournful depression occasionally experienced with gays faced by overwhelming complexity and societal opposition to their lifestyle ‘choice’. Unbeknownst to most heterosexuals, it requires tremendous psychic energy to even roll out of bed and face a world that is often violently hostile to the way a person thinks, speaks, dresses, walks, votes, emotes and makes love.
Julian was reconciled to his lifestyle choice and seldom experienced ges misérables. Julian’s lover James was no so fortunate however, and often knew despondent freefall into the vast royal blue abyss of the Ges Misérables.
"Moe."- being in a pitiable state of distress or unhappiness, but also able to remain a complete asshole, making the former "pitiable" person totally obnoxious and easy to dislike!
When a pain or sensation is so terrible and miserable, that it in fact begins to feel rather delightful. Typical in masochists and self hating individuals.
Dan: Ew, this Indian desert is really filling and far too sweet and soggy.
Jon: You're tellin' me! This miserable joy is overwhelming. I simply can't get enough of it.
1. Someone with no sense of humour and finds all jokes rubbish, and makes a point of saying so as well.
2. Someone who is always upset and thinks the world is on his or her shoulders and no amount of jokes or light hearted banter snaps them out of it.
3. Doom and gloom nay-sayer or negative nancy that sees the bad in everything and everyone and has no problem pointing it out to everyone either.
4. All of the above rolled into one giant meat bag of repulsive miserable cuntness.
Bob: So, do you like me new suit?
Dave: No.
Bob: Why not?
Dave: Because it looks crap, you look crap, the world looks crap, and basically everything is crap.
Bob: Oh shut the fuck up you miserable cunt!
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."