The act of smoking weed and then using Rhoto's eyedrops, and repeating the process. By doing such, you get an overdose of Rhoto's and the slight burn that usually burns so good is now painful.
Man... Last night I smoked so much weed i had to use Rhoto's three times in like 4 hours. I definitely had a Rhoto overdose.
An act of sexual perfection which requires 2 main ingredients in order to be successfully accomplished: A coil spring mattress and a gassy male counterpart. The man will be on the bottom, and while the woman rides with delight, he cuts a loud, gut-wrenching fart, which is then amplified by the coil spring mattress to send vibrations through his shaft so that she feels it in her bones, thereby enhancing her pleasure and overall sexual experience. It is also acceptable for both parties to laugh uncontrollably upon completion.
Jim: So Becky and I went and had Mexican for dinner last night, then we went home to screw.
Brad: Dude, sounds like all the ingredients for a Roto-Rooter! Did you give her one?
Jim: Hell yeah I did, we laughed our asses off, too. I ripped one and it shook the whole bed. She loves the Roto-Rooter.
The common usage for the definition of Reds Rhetoric. This common name came into usage after the Reds Rhetoric lowered themselves to call a well meaning old friend giving them a friendly greeting as assault in order to gain favor of the McSimp that he simps for.
The chief advocate for the male gay community in Florida.
He is the chief simp for a gray old man who has a harem of simps. The gray old man is the McSimp
Enjoys rocket launches and talking about men's stiff penis poking him and stories about other people having a penis poking them in various ways. Expresses to his audience his biggest fantasy for men to ride bitch mate on his motor bike and their penis' poking him in the back.
Last week Pinky Rhetoric spoke for an hour on the pleasures of other males riding bitch mate with their penis stiff while signaling for money off his viewers to pay for the motor bike.
The act of asserting a rhetorical win (without any statistical evidence) when someone you perceive to be a good debater gets clapped as a way to cope with their loss.
Destiny: *Makes stupid claims with no defence for, and gets annihilated when pushed on those claims*
Destiny's fans: Destiny clearlyscored a win rhetorically
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 realbirthday. 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*