Nigga: Omg she’s so fake I hate her
Hoe: Um actually you can change your emotions/actions depending on who you’re with. It’s a sign of emotional intelligence and as long as you are yourself it’s not being fake.
Niggas: 🤡🤡
Demonstrating care for the dumb shit that women care about.
Not to be confused with intelligence proper, emotional sensitivity, or other nominally related concepts, emotional intelligence has nothing to do with intelligence. Nor does it have anything to do with understanding emotions. Rather, emotional intelligence is the practice of assenting to a sequence of tearfully-delivered truth claims about the world one lives in solely on the basis that a woman "feels" that such and such is the case. Historically, emotional intelligence as a concept emerged as a type of estrogenic cope for middling IQ statistics and the general inability to engage in sound reasoning without the impediment of emotional hysteria.
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.