1.) An adult male who lacks the simple ability to determine what his urban identity should be. He his often a hipster or emo but drives a pick up truck. He is typically shallow, dresses the part but lacks the communicative skills to exchange banter with other scenesters and skater wannabes. He fails at an obvious attempt to be left wing rebelious and a stereotypical red neck at the same time.
2.) Verb: the act of slapping another person like a horse. Similar to a bitchslap or pimpslap except the victim lets out a verbal expression similar to a horse.
1.) Hey Ashton, see that sucker who just parked his truck and now he's skating? That's a cowboypunk if I ever did see one. What a asshat!
2.) I saw that artsy scenester dude at the coffee shop get cowboypunked by some emo girl! Cowboypunked for fudge cake!!! I thought his teeth were going to fall out. You had to be there.
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 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."