a hideous, atrociously pungent smell that can cause panic, confusion, choking and very rarely breathing difficulites, but only in concentrated amounts (needs citation) and can hit around 8 to 10 in the King Kong Very Strong Pong Scale which are exceedingley rare.
what the hell is that smell, i've never smelt anything like it. i feel dizzy. 0k Herbie, don't go any further because that smells real strong. i feel like ive got something stuck in my throat. ok Beavis, quick lets retreat before we are overcome, that ain't no pong, that's a shitteepong. run for your lifes.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”