L'appel du vide is that tiny voice that tells you to jerk the steering wheel just to the right and take a flying leap off the ledge...that inclination to walk right into the ocean and never return...the call of the Siren song.
A tall, skinny, twirp, that resembles a mixture of Beaker from Sesame Street and Jim Parsons. You might be able to find a Brett Appel sneaking around a Bass Pro Shop looking at fishing pools or the woman's dressing room section at your local Walmart.
"L'appel du vide" is when you have self-destructive thoughts for a split second - like swerving your car into oncoming traffic or imagining yourself jumping when you're standing at the edge of a cliff even though you'd never really do it. The phrase literally translates as "The call of the void"
Extremely beautiful . If you have an Aphelele in your life, you will surely never forget them or their impact. Very intelligent and analytical, they’re sure to provide a good time. Don’t get on an Aphelele’s bad side though, you might not live to tell the tale.
Nickname given to bales of marijuana thrown overboard or out of airplanes. Origin is reportedly from members of the USCoast Guard in the area of Southern Florida.
"Base we've got some square groupers floating outside of Miami harbor."
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
I had a trucker's tan after driving for 10 straight hours on a sunny day.