A group of trucks (minimum one per lane) on a limited access highway that are traveling side by side at the same speed or close to it, thereby making it difficult or impossible to pass.
Portmanteau of "truck" and "blockade." The idea originates from the blockades in the game of parchesi. See also Parchesie Block.
I cannot go any faster because of the truckade in my way.
Alternative rock band based in Cambridge, Massachusetts that consists of Nico, Jeff, Martha and Brandon. They are most famous for creating the theme to the popular machinima series Red vs. Blue, "Blood Gulch Blues".
When one becomes excited of going to a Trocadero show, and decides to let everyone know by putting it together with the word "Whoo", making it sound like one word.
One of the best places in Philadelphia. Best place to listen to good, live music, and there's a mosh pit, despite the sign in the front that says "No stage dives, no mosh pits, no crowd surfing." Great place to hear a variety of music and new, upcoming bands. Some people call it the Troc.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
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.