1. (verb) to be shown up in a event you thought you were good at so bad it were as if your ass had been mangled 2. (adj.) to have the apperance of being ass-mangled
"Dude thats the seventh time you lost. I thought you said you were good at Madden."
"I am."
"Apparently not because your getting ass-mangled."
1) Someone who is a nuisance to prostitutes and prevents them from getting business.
2) An extremely annoying individual who always gets in the way of everyone's happiness.
A Scottish term used to describe the state of a person after heavy consumption of alcohol, drugs or both.
Taken from the Ramsey Street character Joe Mangle in the Australian soap opera Neighbours.
Sir Sean Connery: So, did you end up going out last night?
Clubber: Too right I did! I ended up in The Arches and I was pure Joe Mangled! What a night!
Sir Sean Connery: You are the reason I don't live in Scotland.
Clubber: Really? Well double o this ya cunt! *headbuts Sir Sean*
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 β one checked fact at a time.