the act of having sex with 6 girls whilst playing your own drum n bass tune at an event of over 6,000 people in full view of everyone....expecially people named tristan.
a person who is soooo exceptionally "cool" that they deem the title Mr. Cool Shoes. footwear has no actual significance to the title, recognition is based solely on "coolness"
Guy1: "god savannah head is so fucking cool"
Guy2: "fuck yea dude, i wish i was her"
Guy1: "shes like a fucking Mr. Cool shoes or something"
Guy2: "i fucking know right?"
A low key term for my deceased homeboy Gregory Steven Charles Tafoya tha Third AKA Mr. Marvel of PFR (Phunky Foot Rhythm) B-Boy crew out of Albuquerque, New Mexico (Wells Park/Barelas) taken from the movie "Juice" where Q and his little brother are having a conversation about Bishop...
Quite posting your whereabouts in social media letting everyone know where the hell your at Mr. Cool Guy....
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."