The San Andreas Fault Line is a sexual maneuver where a male spreads his partner's buttcheeks and proceeds to defecate in his partner's spread buttcrack. Once he has finished, he then presses his partners's buttcheeks together. He then proceeds to shake his partner's butt in any way he can, which can include but is not limited to shaking or slapping. While he is doing this, he is screaming "EARTHQUAKE". After he is finished, he calculates how much feces escaped the buttcrack during the earthquake and gives it a rating on the Richter Scale.
"When my girlfriendsaid we should go to California to see the San Andreas Fault Line, I didn't expect an earthquake THAT big."
My answer to the nuclear bomb. Someday (Hopefully in 2010, I'll be out of California in 2009) it will rupture, and cause California to sink into the pacific.
Newscaster: In other news, the San Andreas ruptured and caused a 9.9 earthquake, then, California sank into the pacific, wait, that’s not news, like anyone cares about that, California sucks.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
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!