Miyamoto Musashi was the most hardcore samurai that ever lived. He was born in some shitty province in japan to a family of lesser nobility (SCUMBAGS!). He taught himself how to fight and won his first duel at 13 with a wooden stick after bludging some noob samurai to death. He had syphilis on his face this left him pretty pissed off so he just went around japan winning duels and killing people for laughs. He also liked to beat other samurai to death with a wooden oar to add to the humiliation.
We salute you Miyamoto Musashi!
Almighty SamuraiWarrior: I challenge you to a duel!
Miyamoto Musashi: I'm going to bash your fucking head in with my oar bitch.
A samurai, duelist, and master swordsman that lived in Japan in the 1600s under the reign of Tokugawa Ieyasu. He was a remarkable fighter, having won 60 duels, and invented the two sword style of using a katana and a wakizashi at the same time. He was called a kensei, or sword saint, and is a famous person in Japanese history. More importantly, he was a fine artist and writer, and is the author of "The Book of Five Rings", which is a fascinating text on martial sciences and strategy.
Term used to describe someone who is a mix of both rural (country) and urban (metropolitan) lifestyles/upbringings. He/she is typically equally comfortable in both settings and is able to seamlessly slip back and forth between the two, appreciating the characteristics of each.
That ol' gal of mine drives the 12 lane freeway during the week and a John Deere on the weekends. She likes opra and the Grand Ol' Opry. I love them countrypolitan women.
A bath consisting of a variety of slats, oils, soaps or any other added ingredients such as fruits, milks, herbs or any other spices for health or beautifying benifits.
She brought home alot of stuff and took it to the bathroom. She must be taking a witch bath.
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.