a coincidence. A sequence of events that although accidental seems to have been planned or arranged.

A few weeks ago, no one had “cheugy” in their vocabulary . Now everything is saturated with the word. It’s in our heads. It’s in our homes. Everyone is asking: “Am I cheugy? Am I a basic ass bitch? Am I GUILTY of being cheugy?”

The proliferation of cheugy in the mainstream discourse can only be attributed to one source: mental terror. It’s an orchestrated psychological trap to make you question your tastes and interests in the eyes of others.

You are not a cheug. YOU’RE PERFECT!!!!

It is very suspicious that the cheugy mascot is a Minion, a literal cyclops, a deformed
yellow panopticon in overalls ... do not let the all-seeing eye to control you. Be vigilant. Resist cheugy psyops.

A quinkydink is an alternative spelling of coincidence. The origin of the word is unknown.

A sex act involving a burrito being wrapped around a mans penis then being inserted anally into a male or female

a much better and funkier spelling of coinkydink! it’s what all the kids are saying nowadays!