A person who is good to talk to for a few seconds only to find out that they have nothing interesting to say at all,but try to keep the conversation going with redundant and dull sentences now and then.
Someone who is boring and uninteresting to talk to but blaming you for their boredom when they are the ones who initiated the conversation.
Whenever someone in a seemingly good mood goes bipolar and starts throwing objects on the floor and screaming like a banshee as to make their point, kind of like kid's in the grocery store who aren't allowed to get a candy bar.
Inspired by my history teacher's wonderful meltdown in front of class today.
When the borg land in Britain, they cannot help but be assimilated, you see. As a result, one finds a Lord Borgshire here, or there. He wears a black monocle that links into his borg-y plugs, and his wife is Lady Borgshire, of course.
NO! Run! It's the borg! *everyone is screaming and running*
Lord Borgshire: "I say! Resistance is quite futile. Undoubtably, you will be assimilated!"