Stokesdale is cluster fucked between a town called oak ridge full of yankee dickheads and Summerfield which is filled up with “neighborhood rednecks”. Need dope? Come on down to cokesdale where they snort lines and fuck dimes left and right! Need a quickie? Sling a dimebag to Susan rotten crotch who’ll do anything you shall desire! I mean if it ain’t booger sugar they don’t want it. Stokesdale currency also comes in meth. This summer was hotter than satans ballsack, Mosquitos bit too many many stokesdalians and formed a new type a skeeter Called “Methsqutios” so always carry a fly swatter!
Kissing’s kissings, Lovin’ is lovin’.... Down in Stokesdale everybody’s fucking their cousin
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.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
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 flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.