He's the man, the legend, the king. Ginger Elvis, King Baby Duck, and J Ho, it's all one man. He's a great dancer, likes long walks on the beach, and will fuck your day up if you cross him. He'll blow your mind with his music, then blow his load on your mom. His name is Josh Homme, and he (probably) approves of this message.
Dood 1: I just got back from the Eagles of Death Metal show.
Dood 2: SICK! Did Carlo Von Sexron seduce you with his drums?
Dood 1: Nah, he wasn't there. He was probably fucking your mom.
Dood 2: Fuck man, I wish I was as cool as him...
A neurotransmitter believed to regulate mood. SSRI's inhibit the reuptake of serotonin in the brain (leading there to be more serotonin left as a result), hopefully improving the mood.
Personally, a good blast on the Codeine cheers me up more than any SSRI.
Perhaps it's my endorphine system rather than my serotoninergic system that is fucked.
A lack of Serotonin is believed to be a cause of depression. It also controls appetite, among other things.
Antidepressants often (through various mechanisms) increase the amount of serotonin in the brain.
MDMA (Ecstacy) causes a massive (cascading) release of serotonin in the brain - responsible for both it's euphoric effects, and the depressive aftereffects (less serotonin remains in the brain, until generated again)
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.