Using your morning wood to pierce the crust of your ho-bag's unwashed vag, and then flushing out the left over jizz with last night's Budweiser.
Dude 1: Seriously dude...you slept with Stinky Sally last night? You musta been krunk!
Dude 2: Yah, bro. We both passed out afterwards. I even gave her a golden plunger this morning and did her in the wet spot.
A psychotic, alcoholic, syphilitic serial killer who reviews classical movie franchises as a testimony to their total and utter destruction by a corporate-board controlled exhumation leading to the obliteration of everything that was once good. (e.g. Star Wars, Star Trek, Indiana Jones,...)
Mr. Plinkett's sardonic reviews can be considered the catalyst of entitled internet armchair criticism and the re-discovery of Totino's Pizza-Rolls.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flyingeverywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.
A plate of brown consists of foods that have little to no nutritional value, and are typically deep fried. A true plate of brown will also be accompanied by a dark soda.