A "vampire" in the Twilight Saga by Stephenie Meyer. You can tell a VampMeyer from a vampire by its ability to sparkle, seduce women, and go on for about 1,000 pages too long.
A small town 30 minutes southeast of STL. 50% of the people who live here hate the lack of fast food restaurants and rude people while the other 50% love the rural area and multiple places to smoke weed, juul, and drink. It’s hard to find a girfriend/ boyfriend because you are more than likely related to them; thus, if you are dating someone from Valmeyer, you’re more than likely committing incest. The guys here love t-rucks and getting drunk on the weekends while the girls love gawking at hot boys from other schools.
The delusionalcreation of Stephanie Meyer, where she intends to make vampires, but screws up the folklore established my Bram Stoker terribly, making men cringe in pain when hearing them referred to as vampires.
Girl: "Jacob is one hot, sparkling vampire!"
Boy: "No, he is not a vampire! He is a vameyer!"
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.