A game played with a group of people, after dark. All of the people in the group go to a random house and ring the doorbell of the house. After ringing the door bell everyone poses and holds still on the lawn infront of the house, as if they were lawn gnomes. The first person to move / run loses.
Dude the other night we were lawn gnoming and a guy chased me with a shovel for a mile!
1: The act of doing nothing, or just standing there. Frequently compared to loafting or mossing.
2: The time in which one such person's wheels are turned off for a while, or just (temporarily) not working.
1; Person 1 -"So, what are you up to on this gloomy day?"
Person 2- "Maaan, nothing really. I'm just lawn gnomin' it
today."
2; Person 1- "What about that guy you were gonna go out with? What happened to him?"
Person 2- "I decided that I didn't want to. I'm kinda lawn gnomin' it for a while."
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."