A non-life-threatening, but common and annoying syndrome brought on by frequent use of thumb nails to crack open pistachios; Symptoms include but are not limited to, aching of the thumbs; fissures or punctures found on the thumbs; thumb nails cracked, broken and ALWAYS much shorter than other finger nails. The only cures developed are cursing like a sailor in short bursts, shelled pistachios, the use of implanted squirrel teeth, or completely discontinuing the fabulous, salty roasted nut, however, most serious pistachio consumers would rather live with the syndrome.
To refer to a member of the opposite sex in conversation when such discussion may be considered overly discriminatory or sexist when being overheard. Can refer to the USDA system of grading for pistachio nuts and shells (i.e. U.S. Fancy, U.S. Extra No. 1, U.S. No. 1, and U.S. Select).
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 real birthday. 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."