not just a pose... but a lifestyle. postin up is a privilege not a right. the origin of postin up can't officially be traced but it was believed to be started around the year 3000 B.C. when one posts up they find themselves in a state of relaxation, most of the time arms are folded and back is to a wall. if a wall is not present to "post" on, the postee can still "post up" with their arms folded taking a moderate athletic stance. a postee can not "post up" for more than 1 minute and 17 seconds at a time, violations of this essential rule can result in a loss of post privileges for the rest of said day.
me and my boywilbert have been postin up in da post up zone.. where you been?
When one has mud butt and is hershey squirting uncontrollably, leading to many trips to the bathroom just to wipe, generally resulting from drinking very cheap liquor
"I shouldn't have drank all that Arrow last night, i've been postin' up all morning"
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 — one checked fact at a time.