The philosophical conflict between a man’s tendency to seek hot bitches in life and the inability to find any. This term was first coined by Albert Camus through his works regarding Absurdism, a philosophy he popularized largely throughout the 1940’s.
Man 1: “Hey man, where did all the hot bitches go?”
Man 2: “I don’t know man, It seems as though they’ve been wiped off the face of the earth.”
Man 1: “Fuck, It looks like we’ve just nosedived straight into The absurd.”
A chemical element theorized to be produced by the human body in a certain percentage of the population. The element is suspected to have a clear irreversible degenerative effect on the intellect. It is also a suspected contributor to the 'Bozone Layer' effect (please see Bozone Layer and bozone)
This element is not listed in the Periodic Table. It is illusive and has not yet been synthesized in the lab, and scientists suspect that they will never be able to. Naturally, there will never be a cure that reverses absurdium's effects.
Your idea has the trademark of absurdium.
This is the most banal thing I've heard. You must be on absurdium or something.
Did someone accidentally add few absurdium drops to your kool-aid this morning?
Man, I can smell the absurdium in your breath. It should be illegal for you to think.
an absurd wazzbag is the ultimate douchetrad and is the most psychotic sexy haired beast. They have a very illogical personality and is extremely weird. they should honestly be in a mental hospital and they don’t deserve love but they crave it. they prefer to deposit their urine in bags...preferably ziplock bags so they feed their urine to the geese. Once they see a person deserving of torture they get attached incredibly quickly and feast their soul for the rest of their existence. ~riya and suki~
ur such a wazzbag!
suki stop acting like an absurd wazzbag u psycho!
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 realbirthday. 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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*