The female equivalent of t-bagging -- most often used in video games, where characters constantly crouch and stand up over and over again to make the illusion of a t-bag, or clamshell. See also; t-bag.
An idea that looked good on paper but actually causes more harm to the honest user rather than the intended criminal.
This sealed plastic dome causes many Americans to injure themselves in a magical rage, as there is no way to conventionally open the package with bare hands.
Even with scissors one can find themselves busting a blood vessel trying to free the product imprisoned in the case of failure.
Nathan couldn't get his headphones out of the clamshell packaging, and he resorted to biting and tearing until he split open his lip.
Clamshell
This is when a girl thinks she is being nice by giving you a hand job, but actually hurts you by placing her fingers up and down on the head of the penis causing extreme irritation.
Joey: Lets go into the bathroom.
Rachael: Ok Joey.
Gets intimate(in a bathroom)
Joey: AHhhHHH, what the fuck are you doing? I'm leaving.
Michael: So how was rachael after all?
Joey: It hurt like hell.
Michael: Please tell me she did not clamshell you...
Joey: She did, oh she did.
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.