Person 1: "Man, that dumpster salesman sure was shlubby, huh?"
Person 2: "I would fuck him."
P1: "...what?"
P2: "Uh, I said I would junk him. Toss him back in the trash where he belongs, haha."
P1:
P1: "You need therapy."
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Definition 2:
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P1: "Finally, we're at Maxfun, the happiest place on- what the hell happened here?"
Shlubby: "Shlubby"
P2: "Oh my god it's Shlubby EPTG"
P1: "DUDE DON'T GET TOO CLOSE IT'S LEAKING FLUIDS-"
*banana slip sound effect*
*munching noises*
P1: "Oh my god..."
Shlubby: "Fettuccine alfredo what a delight"
stupid, lazy, chubby, middle aged; notably sleazy but not overtly sleazy (men); trashy but not overtly trashy (women)
He was a shlubby business man. He had no interesting visions, no pronounced attire. He was prone to thinking that his gimmicky ideas, dreamed up at the bar, were original and financially fruitful (he could make millions). Those around him were accustomed to listening to these ideas over and over and over....along with stories about how he was going to get some famous model to promote the business venture.
She was shlubby. She was disheveled in dress. She worked from home telemarketing or providing phone sex services. At night she goes to the bar and compliments shlubby men's ideas hoping to lasso them into bed. She is also intrigued by their conceptual money making ventures. She receives one check every month from the government and one additional check from a outside party- probably an ex-husband.
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*