A cuzone is a boat displayed in public (generally seaside towns) for decorative purposes, and filled with flowers. Other flower-filled objects such as wheelbarrows and the like are variations on cuzones, and can be described as a wheelbarrow-cuzone: the implication being that the default meaning of cuzone is its general boat form.
Cuzone is pronounced 'kooh-zon': on as in on, not own as in own. Misspellings promulgated by amateurs include cuzon, cuson and kuzon. There is definitely only one correct spelling of cuzone. The word originated in the South West of the UK in the 1990s, where cuzones are prevalent and there was no adequate synonym available.
Unfortunately I was unable to publish a link to a photo of a cuzone, but I found some by entering 'Boat filled with flowers' into a search engine. If you're interested in cuzones, then visit Devon, Dorset, Cornwall, Burnham-on-Sea or the Isle of Wight, where they are popular. Why not make one yourself? All you need is a boat and some flowers.
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."