A nervous system disorder involving the inability to prevent oneself from interrupting conversations they’re not a part of in an attempt to offer corrections on the subject at hand, but fail to provide anything of value because they actually know nothing of the subject.
Hey, don’t listen to them, Jordan. They don’t know anything about Rocket Science. I think they have correctile disfunction.
a term when one cannot resurrect properly, giving them a flaccid aura and a holy discharge.
Typically used in medieval role-play games when the fucking cleric can't bring your squishywizard back to life after getting a sparagmos by the goblins.
Also used by church and theatre kids alike after their reenactment of the second coming fails cause little billy has stage freight.
friend 1: hey wheres your friend? didn't you get the money to resurrect him?
friend 2: no the priest doesn't like me he says, since i committed sodomy one time.
friend 1: hes lying! he just has resurrectile disfunction.
Refusal to proof read an essay, because it's taken you so long to do/is so boring/is so close to the deadline that you can't be bothered/don't have time to read it again and correct errors.
Commonly experienced at university where there is a frequent need to produce large bodies of work on boring subjects.
Dam, I didn't get 40% in my essay. I'm sure it was awesome when I wrote it.
What do the tutors comments say?
"Constant spelling errors throughout. Totally detracted from the subject, essay does not make any sense."
Dude, didn't you proof read that shit? We had weeks to do it.
Didn't finish the first draft until 2 minutes before the deadline. Had to smoke crack all night just to stay awake and finish it.
Sounds like you suffered a serious case of correctile disfunction.
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*