An Iyer boy (most of them actually) who even if he has a PhD in some science stream will not start anything on Tuesday because he does not want to offend his parent's beliefs. In fact he never goes against his Iyer beliefs even if they are stupid and will marry the girl that his mom and dad choose for him.
Rajagopal is such a wussy Iyer boy. He does not clip his nails after dark.
The process of becoming a wimp and a pussy, also known as a wussy.
The wussification of America is still in the early stages and can be stopped if we act quick. This is an ongoing problem that has been developing among many American males. Instead of getting outside and playing sports, they are inside playing video games day dreamin about the next PlayStation console. Instead of drinking Cognac, Wiskey and IPA's, they are sipping on Strawberry Truly's, Mango Bubbly's and Mimosas. Instead of heading to the bar to pick up some mami's, they are netflix and chilling with their girlfriend Jill. Someone please teach these poor millennial men what manly activities are again so all the beautiful women do not move to Russia.
Men use to be real men, now they are becoming wimpy and sissy like ( wussification), afraid to speak up now, afraid to take charge or command, losing their mojo, all this because of our politically correct society.
The most extreme stage of 'pussiness', a chicken-wuss lacks any and all courage and integrity in the heat of battle, and instead of fighting to survive, goes fetal and/or avoids all situations with a possible negative outcome.
"I got stuck with chicken-wuss and some guy who just reached puberty in my squad..." - Seifer Almasy, Final Fantasy VIII.
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.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my real birthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."