A Not Timmy Trumpet is a person who plays the Trumpet but is no where near Timmy's skill level. A Not Timmy Trumpet doesn't have to be a male or female, anyone who plays the Trumpet, except for Timmy Trumpet himself, can be a Not Timmy Trumpet.
I'm such a Not Timmy Trumpet, my skills are no where near his. Timmy's a legend.
A Timmy Fkn Trumpet Fan is a fan of Timmy Trumpet who loves his music and is willing to buy as much of Timmy's merch as they possibly can to show that they are a huge fan of Timmy Trumpet. Timmy Fkn Trumpet Fans are extreme die hard ride or die fans that love and support Timmy, almost no matter what, unless it comes to inappropriate things. Nevertheless, Timmy Fkn Trumpet Fans are ride or die, die hards that love and support Timmy.
I'm such a Timmy Fkn Trumpet Fan, I listen to all his music, in fact I only listen to Timmy's music.
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.