the point at which you must give up all skeptisism, and just accept what goes against all that you think you know.
when odd job, in GOLDFINGER sends a lincoln Continental into the compacter, then places the 5000 or so pound block into the back of a 1964 ranchero, and drives off...well it must had a suspension of disbelief!
The suspension bridge effect happens when a person crosses a suspension bridge and he sees someone of the opposite sex. his fear of falling down causes his heart to pound. He then mistakes that for the heart-pounding feeling felt when falling in love with the opposite sex.
In short, when the other party is in a state of fright and he see you, he will fall in love with you.
Psychologically it would work, but probably not in practice
When somebody pretends that they have been wronged by somebody else (usually a large group of unidentifiable people) in order to gain support that was most likely lost by being lame over a long period of time.
First brought to light by MrChiCity on YouTube in his video "YouTube is Dying (YouTube Exposed) "
And dying in yo' bed many years from now, would ya be willing ta trade all da days from dis here day ta dat fo' one chance, just one chance, ta come back here as young men an' tell our enemies dat dey may take our lives but dey will never take our freedom ... YUB NUB!
The Bar came before the movie. It is an awesome bar where the girls know how to party and make you feel okay about giving up your money, drawers, bras, and dignity.
2. Movie
A story about a Jersey girl following her dreams, aided by working at this bar in New York.
3. Situation/Person/Decision
See other definitions - waking up next to someone so ugly you'd rather chew your arm off than wake them up.
1. Yo, Coyote Ugly is my favorite bar! I got whipped, stripped, drunk, and danced on the bar all before 7 o'clock!
2. Hey did you see Coyote Ugly? It actually has a plot!
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.