Term used by gay men still officially "in the closet" to proposition others without directly asking for sex. An outright calling for sex, akin to bathroomfeet touching in the Larry Craig incident.
A spicy holiday drink made from cinnamon, nutmeg, cream, and ejaculate. To prepare; pour cream into your partner's mouth, sprinkle on cinnamon and nutmeg, then drop a load and sweeten to taste.
Jason: "Sarah, what's your favorite thing about the holidays"
Sarah: "Hmmm... Well, I love cuddling up in front of the fire with a mug of your spunky smegg nog!"
An enormous being the size of a subway train, created to build the giant cities of the Old Ones. Just seeing it is a mind-blowing thing. The name means "Inhabitant of the kingdom of darkness."
Currentaly living in vast lightless caverns and tunnnels under Antartica.
It was a terrible, indescribable thing vaster than any subway train - a shapeless congeries of protoplasmic bubbles, faintly self-luminous, and with myriads of temporary eyes forming and un-forming as pustules of greenish light all over the tunnel-filling front that bore down upon us, crushing the frantic penguins and slithering over the glistening floor that it and its kind had swept so evilly free of all litter... "At The Mountains of Madness" by H. P. Lovecraft
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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*