used to describe when a conversation meanders its way back to an earlier point or topic.
Originally named after an egomaniacal college dropout who got the name "pearl" after having pearl-shaped implants inserted under the skin of his penis.
Party Guest 1: My web site uses cookies, but I don't call them cookies, I call them bananas...
Party Guest 2: What?
Party Guest 1: Bananas. Because my site uses a login form on various different portals, you can have two or three bananas from my site for completely different pages. My wife hates bananas with a passion. She refuses to eat them. Banana bread, even banana cookies...so you see, it all comes back to pearl.
Party Guest 2: WTF?
Party Guest 1: And another thing, since we're on the topic of global warming...you ever notice how when you're baking banana cookies it heats up the whole house?
Party Guest 2: Ah, I can see this coming back to pearl now...
A phrase that sums up the uroboros of fuckery everyone endures as a human being on this planet.
Usually said in response to a friend recounting a fucked up situation when no words suffice.
S: Remember how I told you last week that Dean wouldn’t stop talking about the “perfectly shaped hole” in the oak in the backyard? Well today I walked in on him...fucking the tree!
M: Can’t say I’m surprised. It all circles back to whack.
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."