As an extension of regular 'pashing', Canadian pashing refers to the act of sticking ones fingers down the pants of another person during regular pashing, with the intent to sexually arouse and excite the other party. The term 'Canadian' is added to downplay this act as 'Canadians are too nice to do this'.
Perakn1: "Oh man, I pashed this bird hard last night at the club!"
Peraon2: "but have you given her a Canadian pashing yet??"
Expressing phony or exaggerated grief for a tragic event that one wasn't really close to, in order to get attention or advance one's career. Coined by author Anna Shinoda.
When Michael Jackson passed away, you had every C-list celebrity in the universe on television, like, 'Oh, man, I was so moved!' and crying. I was disgusted by all that grief poaching.
When one friend befriends another through your introduction, soon putting more effort into that person than you do, simultaneously making you seem less desirable and devaluing both your original friendships. This can happen consciously or unconsciously. Notably, one does not tend to evermake any new friends for themselves through the friend poacher.
I used to be close with Guy until I introduced him to Buddy, who started inviting him out all the time; I think Buddy is friend poaching, especially considering I've never met any good friends through him.
1. The act of taking a dump into a pot of boiling water.
2. The act of busting down the door and shooting someone in the chest with an elephant gun dressed as Hunter van Pelt from Jumanji, while they are taking a dump, and stealing their shit.
1. Bro, I was camping last weekend and after I was done cooking the beans, I took the leftover water and took a dump in it.
Dude, yes, I love Loaf Poaching
2. Ricky is in the bathroom right now, I want to play a prank on him, what should I do.
Glomming on to the death of someone, usually a celebrity on celebrity crime, in order to capture some of the spotlight by feigning interest in someone's death or misfortune. This term was invented by Linkin Park's Mike Shinoda's wife.
So many people talking about Michael Jackson's death are just grief poaching.
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*