When a group arranges to meet in a group solo of 12 on Microgolf Masters but after the countdown, one ends up in a separate group from the rest leaving them Greenhoused.
“On the count of 3, let’s go”
“Fuck, I was Greenhoused again and ended up with Korns and Tareq. RIP today’s Solo”
Like plants that are grown in a greenhouse, can't manage wind or rain. Greenhouse breed humans can't manage different opinions or points of view. They are easily offended by anything, and in most cases, are narrow-minded.
Yesterday I talked with Bob, and he got offended because I didn't like someone's T-shirt. He is such a greenhouse breed.
He is always touching people and is always moaning in class. He is also a short kid who acts very sus. This kid also makes weird faces at people like he is gay.
While inside the first set of doors in the double door greenhouse entrance of fast food restaurants, one person stands inside with both doors closed and releases flatulence while shaking their body, then immediately enter the second set of doors and closing the door behind them as fast as possible. Immediately, the heat in the greenhouse will move the air and bake the fart, thus, leaving a smelly present for the next customer walking in.