The superficial, overgratuitous, and "too little too late" speech that comes at the end of a poorly serviced restaurant meal from a neglegent waitress in the hopes that she might still get a tip.
Waitress: "why THANK you SO MUCH for honoring us with your visit tonight!! Is there ANYTHING else I can get for you? ANYTHING at all? Do you just want a bill? I've got it right here. Thank you SO MUCH!"
Customer: "Um, how about the two cokes we asked for a half an hour ago while you were in the back picking your nose? God you're a stupid bitch. I'm not giving you a tip for that shitty tip atonement."
The next day after a night of binging and after eventually regaining the agonising sensation of sobriety: the first coherent sentence from their mouths, "I'm never drinking again"
... never once has that vow held it's integrity, consequently forming a vicious cycle of binge drinking and denial for the rest of their hypocritical lives.
Alonement: that feeling you get when you start to believe you were just meant to be alone, and you're kinda okay with it, because you know you're abit weird, and the relationships you've been in before have been very hard and sometimes abusive, so maybe this will be the bestway for you to enjoy life. Live strong little one
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."
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*