An extremely fortunate situation, comprising of a group of two or more single and available females. Especially related to girls attracted to other girls, or overwhelming nudity.
$14k a year sleepaway camp for JAPPY girls from NY. Girls at this camp can be seen wearing golden goose (ggdb) hard tails, sugar lips, the camp spot apparel, aviator nation, free city, Cartier and van cleef. You'll only fit in if you're JAPPY and have been there for years. Boys on the other hand only play lacrosse and hockey and have massive egos. Kids at camp hookup every night with the opposite gender by sneaking out.
Obviously it's a play on the name of a famous muscle car (the Pontiac Bonneville) though it refers to neither muscle nor car, but a very stiff erection that steers its owner wherever it wants to go (to a nice warm parking garage of course).
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."