On your laptop you mistakenly select "Shutdown" instead of "Sleep". Windows begins the update process and request that you do not power off or unplug your computer. This usually occurs when your preparing to leave the library after a long night of studying.
Girlfriends text: "Hey you want to come over?"
You text: "Sure...leaving the library and will be there in 5 minutes!"
<Time Elapse>
Knock Knock...
Girlfriend: "You're 3 hours late..."
You: "Sorry I got update ambushed right when I was about to leave"
Girlfriend: "Oh no! Are you alright?"
You: "Yeah I'm fine."
Girlfriend: "What are you supposed to do?"
You: "Well usually I give up, smoke a bong full of Fruit Loops, and head to bed."
Example One:
Aw man! i was with Bek last night and we started messing around...and wen she took off my pants i had a surprise shit ambush!
Example Two:
The other day John was trying to play a joke on me and mooned me from his car; only to have the joke on him wen he bent over and had a shit ambush all over his steering wheel
(noun)
With origins on college campuses, it’s a cash withdrawal system which allows the financially broke student to access fast money by way of placing, generally, 3 unopened soupcans into a pillowcase, finding an unsuspecting lender in a compromised and singular situation, braining them with the soupcan pillowcase, and then once they are dropped liberating them of any and all valuables and cash on their person.
Not only did Jordy invent the soupcan ambush—-he perfected it. I swear to be such a destructive fucker he could load up a few of my cans of soup into his pillowcase, slip off into the night, locate victim he deemed appropriate, drop them, and return back to the dorm in less than an hour with serious bank and the soupcans undamaged.
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."