A shithole high school in Stoney Creek, Ontario built in the 60s. Teachers are ok unless you get Mr.Brooks, he gets annoying with his conspiracy theories. Students are a bunch of stoners that hang out and vape outside the tech hall, all you smell is blueberry muffins but it’s all these so called toughguys sucking their dildo sticks, and a nice waft of weed smell coming from their car cause they drive stoned.
The school is basically runned by Serbs and Muslims so basically they just hate eachother and wanna conquer eachother. So much villager Indians and their capes and and turbans like there gonna plant a bomb.
Hey I goto orchard park secondary school, I just skip class, vape and smoke fat blunts and drive everyone stoned out of my mind in my shitbox civic that sounds like a dolphin being raped.
A skilled, award-winning orchestra from Castillero Middle School. Chamber is the elite fourth level of the prominent strong orchestra program in Castillero; Beginning, Intermediate, Advanced, and Chamber. Castillero Chamber Orchestra plays pieces from Bach, Mozart, Beethoven, and many other well-known musicians.
The Castillero Chamber Orchestra is conducted by Scott Krijnen, a fantastic cellist and teacher.
Kaizers Orchestra is a Norwegian band that uses the most unusual and creative ways of creating amazingly original music. Their lyrics deal with different issues then love, like most artists. Instead, Kaizers sing about Heaven, Hell, Russian Roulette, and they tell strange stories of quirky characters and their adventures. They are a great band, one of the best ever, despite being different.
Kaizers Orchestra is a Norweigan rock band. Actually, it's kind of not rock. It's... well... it's not really any genre at all. XD
Once a great orchestra, now members and subscribers leaving like rats running from a sinking ship. The orchestra has suffered for a few decades with "Wernick-ites" (translation: endless horrible orchestral commission to make anyone with taste just vomit), and any attempt to reclaim these subscribers will never happen. No recording contracts, no radio broadcasts, a tragic loser now in its final stage of existence.
"I went to the Philadelphia Orchestra concert last night and it was like a beginners music appreciation event. I plan to give up my subscription immediately. Luckily there was none of that dreadful new music from those academic freaks and nerds who call themselves composers".
a phenomenon that occurs when two or more "bros" expel gases from the rectum in a harmonized manner creating a symphony of flatulations.
My bro-stack, Will, farted an octave lower than my fart. Together our farts sounded like Oak Ridge Boys classical song Elvira. That was totally an orchestrated bro-fart.
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."
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*