My Last Request Group Limited are an e-commerce company based in Ireland who offer a service to people that enables them to record their private wishes and last requests regarding funeral arrangements,location of personal papers,small bequeaths,and other related data,which can be stored on the groups database and updated as the subscriber requires by entering their own password, giving them access to their own personal home pages(P.H.P.)
I would like Mike to have my watch
I would like to have my body frozen
I would not like flowers
I would like rock music played(QUEEN)
I never liked Mary I would like John to look after my dog.
More examples at My Last Request Group Limited.
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The real new year’s excitement is from this thing being updated and having a new urban dictionary definition so that bored people can be distracted for the amount of time it takes for the definition to load before they realize it’s some stupid unfunny “meta” joke that’s been done 99 times before or another generic “Omg you must be so bored to have searched/copy and pasted this!!!!”
congratulations you have just reached the max amount of boredom you can ever reach on the planet
do you even have anything else better to do than this???????
You've already typed out urban dictionary browse categories vote store blog, define.php?term=, Type any word..., and Top Definition, but you're still so bored i want to die, so you have to search what's on the right side of the dictionary.
Raven: dude stop saying you're bored. Get up and do somethin'.
DJ at a club/party/reception who doesn't play songs people request to him after saying that he would.
"nobody tells dj request what to play. let them tell you what to play, they lose respect for you. they lose respect for you, you lose control. not today." reference from the movie live hard sell hard
person : hey can you play like a g6 by far east movement?
DJ: yeah sure! i'll play it right after this song!
-30 minutes pass by without the song ever being played-
The other side to the story of the legendary 'shocker' maneuver. Once a woman has learned to love it and starts to ask for it, the surprise and shock are gone and, by definition, it becomes the 'requester'.
Two runners in the midst of a long training run:
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"How is your love life?"
"Great. my boyfriend gave me the shocker last night."
"What?! Are you into that?!"
"Yeah! It is my absolute fave. I asked him to do it."
"Wow! But you realize that if you ask for it, that it is not a shocker anymore, right?"
"No? Then what it is?"
"A requester."
"I had no idea! But, I think I may just ask him to give me the requester again tonight."
"HEY-OHHHHHH!"
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."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*