Ro-tard
Nickname given to former clientele of a now-defunct bullshit jazz bar in Kitsilano famous for the aromas of stale urinal cakes and late-middle age desparation.
Rotards are recognized by their inablity to converse on subjects not related to themselves or to their now rat-infested opium den of a restaurant. They are also infamous for occupying other local watering holes and filling them with characters ranging from self-obsessed gambling addicts to sadistic ex-high school football coaches.
The only defence against Ro-tards is to form a defensive circle and stare unblinkingly at any program on the television above one's head.
Rotards are recognized by their inablity to converse on subjects not related to themselves or to their now rat-infested opium den of a restaurant. They are also infamous for occupying other local watering holes and filling them with characters ranging from self-obsessed gambling addicts to sadistic ex-high school football coaches.
The only defence against Ro-tards is to form a defensive circle and stare unblinkingly at any program on the television above one's head.
Man: Hey woody, what's up.
Woody the Ro-tard: Me memememememememememememememememeRossinis!(hummed to the tune from Moulin Rouge)
Woody the Ro-tard: Me memememememememememememememememeRossinis!(hummed to the tune from Moulin Rouge)
Ro-tard by spinynorman May 4, 2011
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