A warning signal which is made by placing a sock over the doorknob of a bedroom door. This signifies to a roommate that you are inside the bedroom, engaged in sexual behavior.
I was headed into my bedroom to grab my wallet, but I stopped when I saw the doorsock and I knew my roommate was inside banging his girlfriend.
Michael Jackson's go-to synonym for the bodily brown that all humans produce, DooDoo Feces is a lighter, more casual take on the notorious Number Two - a shitty substitution for any situation.
Dad: "I yanked my denims off, and there they were, speckled on my thighs-"
Son: "What was there?"
Dad: "Well, Son, it was none other than your dear old Dad's DooDoo Feces."
Guy 1: "Hey broh, wanna go out and tame some strange?"
Guy 2: "Yeah man, lemme just quick spray some DooDoo Feces."
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."