A car pileup of epic proportions usually caused by inexperienced mongs who can't drive. Usually instigated but not limited to Justify Car Club, ROE, etc
"Hey dude, did you see that cartepede on the Justify Car Club cruise last night?" #rekt
Cartered (Car-ter-d)
A north of the 49th parallel term originating within the borders of Canada. First thrust into public consciousness during the gold rush days in the Yukon, regarded as meaning incredible shortfalls and extreme unluckiness when success has been all but guaranteed . A term identifying an unlucky loser whose game playing is unmatched and often avoided by other players due to sink hole of losing that follows and routinely due to association. Getting Cartered was documented in a 1914 article that may never have been written, in which a high profile dentist had placed a $100 bet on a horse race at their local track. This tactician of molars chose the horse “ShotsonGoal” for a win that paid a return of $10k. The horse won the race by 4 lengths, with the sharp dressed dentist getting “Cartered” by the horse winning.. but…the jockey was knocked off the horse at the start, thus making his ticket a loser!
Getting Cartered- I took the Bucks to win by 5 points and the game ended at 125 to 120 for a Bucks win.
“Tarheels up by 2 over Duke and a Last minute three at the buzzer makes for a Duke victory as time expires”- Getting Cartered since the Tarheels were taken for win.
Getting "Linda Cartered" is when you get so twatted (like Linda Carter on EastEnders, obviously), that you spend the night telling everyone they are ShitCunt arseholes, (or words to that effect) then piss your pants in public.
I was sooo Linda Cartered last night...shouted me mouth off in the pub... Then pissed meself
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."