Person 1 - "How the hell did you manage to slam halfway through your roof dude?"
Person 2 - "I dunno..."
Person 1 - "That's beyond ridiculous. You've failed on an epic scale bro"
Person 3 - "You slammed a car halfway through your roof man?! That's friggin failtacular!"
"Hey so really what do you think of my new girlfriend?"
"Dude, she's totally flatacular!"
"Hey! What the hell's that supposed to mean?!"
"Err.. She's totally hot but has tiny ...err ... tits."
"Hey! What the hell!"
The Fantabulary Theory states that if you want to do it, it's bad for you.
It conceived it while half asleep in the morning, yearning to slip back into my dream, but obligated to attend school.
If the option sounds fantabulous to you, it's actually an awful choice.
Examples of Fantabulary Theory situations:
You want a slab of chocolate cake. Unfortunately, chocolate cake will make you fat.
You want to drink soda. Water's so much better for you.
You want to punch Lucas in the face. But that will lead to suspension from school, firing from a job, lawsuits, and various other negative effects.
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."
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*