Pipeman (smokes a large pipe) is a dirty ass piece of white trash who hangs around my town and sleeps outside of the save-a-lot quickie market. My friends and i have begun to associate anything dirty, shitty, rotten and flithy with pipeman
-Holy shit dude, it looks like pipeman lived here.
-Oh, wait, he doesnt have a home. Hah!
An incredibly large person, known for his love of fast food, especially the pies for sale at half time at a football (soccer) match. Tends to take up more than one seat, and obscures the view when you're trying to watch the match.
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."