to be so fucked in a shitstorm on intoxicants that you totally dissolve selfawareness thus being whofucked or who the fuck am I
secondary; perhaps being as fucked as the inhabitants of whoville in Dr.Suess
Sali: Whats goin on tonight?
Tony: Its my weekend back brother. Fuckin rights its going to get greasy. Call your bitches cause there's gonna be a party and fuckineh we're gettin WHOFUCKED!
Generally a new skier or snowboarder who is completely out of control. Derived from their own words as they careen down the slopes. Whoa! Fuck! I'm gonna fall.
NewSkier: Whoa! Fuck! Skiing is harder than I thought. How am I doing?
Local: You'd be doing a lot better if you weren't such a whoafuck.
when you're holding up your phone and making faces at it, as though you are taking a selfie, but you're really taking a picture of the person across from you or the wall or anything else that seems interesting but you don't want to be caught dead taking a picture of.
This action is often made more convincing by wiggling the eyebrows or opening the mouth, to pretend you're trying to get a Snapchat filter to work.
FRIEND A: "Did you just take a stealthie of me?"
FRIEND B (turning phone around): "no I was just using snapchat's new filter, see?"
The grindset is a contemporary ideology of self-exploitation disguised as strength, deeply tied to the aesthetics of the “sigma male” and to new digital forms of patriarchy. It promotes the idea that human worth depends on productivity, economic success, absolute emotional control, and the ability to work endlessly, turning vulnerability, rest, community, and tenderness into signs of weakness. Beneath its rhetoric of discipline and power often lies a profound inability to relate healthily to pain, fragility, and human interdependence.
“That’s the grindset, brother. While weak men sleep and complain, sigma males stay disciplined, work in silence, suppress emotions, and build power while everyone else wastes time chasing comfort.”