The quantitative study of human populations in order to identify the influences on population growth and structure. All for futher development and advances in the future.
Teacher: This school is proven to be a failure through demography! I QUIT!
Tod: What the fuck demography dude?
Sonny: She's pretty much referring to us as a slacker community of unintellegent and unmotivated kids that shows through our schoolwork. Fuck her, she's insane anyway. Wanna go do some chronic?
Tod: Hell yes.
Dancing elaborate moves to great music whilst hanging washing, ironing, or cleaning in an attempt to make mundane chores more exciting.
I was cleaning my surfaces and had the radio on, suddenly this great track came on, I started dancing an amazing sequence of moves - it was definitely chore-eography.
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."