A phrase used to describe the MG 08/15 Sentry kit in Battlefield 1, which gives a player significantly more armour when they pick it up, thereby making them a"Chunky Boy"
Chunk boy is a god. Chunk Boy is a really chunk mouse boy. He is heavily tied in with the Chunk Boy Cult. He has a relationship with a beautiful man named ling-ling. Chunk Boy has a diet of Dirty-hand bread and cheese, sometimes eating humans too. If you forget to pray to him or acknowledge him throughout the day (this rule goes on forever) you must sacrifice your bread (making sure that it is dirtied by your hands ) and cheese in yu
Note: He very thicc too.
Person 1: Hey bro, have you prayed to chunk boy yet?
Person 2: Dude I forgot! Ill have to sacrifice my Dirty-hand bread and cheese.
Chiefly military, I guess.
For a soldier who is carrying high-risk equipment that can explode even with the smallest distrubance, thus exploding and blowing him to pieces (chunks).
“White magnesium flares. Mandatory issue for all night ops, even stealth runs like this... But they’re not too stable, if
you know what I mean. All it takes is one bullet in that bag, even something small like a .22, and boom! Chunk boy. If you know what I mean.” He chuckled...
A sunburn or suntan focused on the left arm. It is caused by the left side of the body being the only half that gets exposed to sunlight while driving. Presumably, it would be located on the right side of the body in countries where they drive on the left side of the road.
British slang for a scientist or technical expert, esp . when the speaker is not certain of the expert’s specific field of study. Not necessarily derogatory, but typically used by persons without a technical background. In the US, the equivalent would be “egghead”, “squint”, or “geek.”
Origin of the word is unknown. Started sometime in World War 2. Given the typical evolution of British slang, could easily have started because what these experts did was confusing or “baffling” to the common person.
When you have to pee in a movie but don’t want to miss anything, and must do the following mental equation: will the amount I have to pee cause enough discomfort to diminish my attention capacity for the remainder of the movie to an extent which is greater than the amount of the movie I would miss by making a mad dash to the restroom.
I saw Satantango last night, wonderful film but by the 5th hour I had to start doing peecalculus.