It’s 10 PM; do you know where your children are? — This was a regional program bumper / public service announcement from the late 1960’s through to the late 1980’s. In some regions, there was an 11 PM variant. This was sometimes the lead in to news programs. But best of all, it was NIGHTMARE FUEL for some of the best childhood ghost stories and URBAN MYTHS that kept a kid awake at night after scary stories were inappropriately told to them by mischievous baby sitters.
No mommy, this never happened to me…honest!!!!!!! Nor, was I ever the perpetrator of telling such a tale.
…And then while the mom was watching t.v., a man came on the screen and said, “It’s 10 PM; do you know where your children are?”. A shiver went down the mother’s spine so she went to check on her kids. When she opens the door there was a man standing over her children's dead bodies holding a bloody butcher knife. AND HE WAS WEARING A BUNNY SUIT…
Example #1
Wife: "Where are you going?"
Husband: "I'm gonna go have some drinks with the guys... but it's for the children!"
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Example #2
Government of the US: "We will be censoring the internet and suppressing your freedom of speech... but it's for the children!"
The most dangerous words in the English language. Often spouted by single-minded individuals with (seemingly) good intentions to persuade people to curtail any given liberty instead of assume personal responsibility.
The government needs to ban all the porn from the Internet, so we don't actually have to get involved and explain our personal morality to our offspring! Please! Think of the children!
Call of duty. A place for inmature brats who think they are experts on weapons/tachticians/hackers, only know how to say fag and cry over losing. One of the worst gaming communities alomg with League of Legends...
Your friend: wanna play COD?
You: you mean the Children's Online Daycare?! only if we play offline.
Your friend: yeah I'm tired of those kindergarteners online!
You: How about we play some good halo or starwars battle front? Or pokemon? Anything else is better! Heck even checkers sounds better!
Your friend: CHECKERS?! I'LL BRING THE TREES!
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 realbirthday. 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*