these are the dudes who walk around under-dressed in cooler weather with their hands in their pockets in order to try and keep themselves warm. They tend to associate with another and don't appreciate how weak they look.
Sara was waiting at a red light on a cool evening, when 3 dudes walked in front of her in sandals, shorts, and tank tops each with their hands in their pockets. She yelled, "Get a fucking jacket on you pocket warming bitch boys!!!"
An American psychedelic progressive glam pop rock band known for making music about hot bikini bitches making out and laying down partially or fully naked on the sand, soaking in the sun and cumming at the beach.
Their best song is Good Vibrations, which implies the effects of good quality vibrators used to sexual arousal stimulation.
The BitchBoys: I'm pickin' up good vibrations, she's giving me the excitations (oom bop bop).
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."