When you have so much grease and mold saturating the pubic hairs in the region between your gooch and your innermost cheek, that you can barely walk another step, and therefore "check," the oil. Depending on the circumstances one might: change your yellowing, mud-stained briefs, or dispose of them in the nearest body of water.
Goddamn! It's so hot out here that there is anal waste and sweat running down the bottom side of my thigh out of my shorts! This definitely requires checking the oil
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flyingeverywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.
A plate of brown consists of foods that have little to no nutritional value, and are typically deep fried. A true plate of brown will also be accompanied by a dark soda.
When finance content creators rent out fancy cars and flexcash to seem richer than they really are in order to promote and sell their “get rich quick” courses.