A guy who thinks he’s the alpha of the pack but has the intimidation factor of a mildly irritated house cat. A Chavaconda struts around like he’s a WWE superstar, but the only thing he’s ever body-slammed is a bean bag chair. He’ll talk endlessly about "back in the day" or how "people just don’t respect real men anymore"—despite never doing anything particularly manly himself.
1. "Bro walked into the meeting like a mob boss but got quiet real fast when the CFO asked him a question. Straight up Chavaconda behavior."
2. "Look at this dude fixing his tie like he’s about to negotiate a million-dollar deal—he’s literally just ordering a Subway sandwich."
3. "Oh no, Chavaconda’s telling his ‘almost got in a fight’ story again. I bet the other guy didn’t even know he existed."
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*