In ancient and medieval times was a common practice the castration of vanquished enemies after the battles. A historian of the Seljuk sultans told a tale in which after a great victory over the the last of the Khwarazmians, the turk Seljuk Key Coubad ordered the testicles or scrotums of thirty thousand defeated army soldiers joined together to produce three hundred tents - a task which apparently occupied the greater part of the army for five whole days, but produced what was described as a memorable memento of the battle!
"These mass castrations were done just after the battles, in order to sell the new eunuchs to the merchants of slaves that usually followed the armies".
...can happen as a result of carrying Mexican i.e. sans pistol holster/proper retention device--gun usually tucked into waistband.
Literally: to accidentally blast one's own genitalia off via a negligent discharge of a firearm that is being "carried Mexican."
Mexican castration almost happened to Plaxico Burress when his (.40 S&W) Glock 23 went off and struck him in the thigh at that New York night club because he had his piece tucked into the waistband of his sweatpants. But seriously, despite the fact that he could have shot his own balls off, who wears sweatpants to a nightclub?
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*