The idea that you will not be attractive to all women who you approach. Eventually you will meet a woman(or vice versa if you are a woman)who will like you back.
Joe, were you successful last night at the club? I was but it took me a while. It's a numbers game.
A stupid ass trend/game/fad that has recently popped up on Facebook. To play this "game", you post on your wall that you want your friends to message you with a number. After the number is recieved, the original poster posts the number, as well as his/her thoughts about the person.
This would not bother me so much if it didn't flood the hell out of my wall. I check my FB for a grand total of 10-15 minutes each day, and this is all I see.
To quote one of the posts:
" The Facebook Number Game - send me a # (0-500) to my inbox and ill tell you whats good. I'll post the number along with the answer on my page,
so only you know who it's about"
What a load of shit. Its already bad enough I have to filter through all the game updates, pointless status posts, and all the general crap Facebook has added in the last year.
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 12lane 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.