A very successful, disease free gentleman who is awesome at COD. He rapes CBR Nole, Ya Boi, Reverse Armosis, and lookin2score. Also known as "Shue", "Diddy", and sometimes "dick".
a much-beloved and very popular James/Lily and Remus/Siriusfanfiction on LiveJournal, written by jaida and rave. it has inspired cult-followers, much squeeing, and more.
"OH MY GOD. SHOOOOOOEEEEBOOOOOOOOX," I typed into a 'The Shoebox Project' AIM chat.
"UPDATE?" another responded.
"YESSSS," was my reply, provoking much use of capslock and squeeing among my companions.
A dump that is of such impressive qualities (whether girth, length, odour or texture) that to simply flush it away would be unthinkable. It is therefore carefully transferred from the porcelain bowl to a suitable receptacle (such as a shoebox). At this stage, one can use the shoebox to demonstrate the excellent qualities of said turd to one's partner / family / co-workers or simply people you pass in the street.
Matt - Has anyone seen Rusty this morning? We're late for a meeting.
Dan - about 20 minutes ago. He was heading towards trap 1 with a newspaper tucked under his arm and an empty shoebox.
Matt - OK. When you see him, make sure to ask him to bring that Shoebox Special with him to the meeting. I think it will really start the meeting off on the right footing.
The greatest, in many rabidly obsessed people's opinions, "Marauders' Era" (circa 1970 Hogwarts) Harry Potter fanfiction EVER. Written by Lady Jaida and Dorkorific and hosted on LiveJournal, it has become widely popular and there are heaps of readers who believe that it is canon—J.K. Rowling who? It is meant to be Remus/Sirius slash but remains nearly gen for at least the first nineteen parts.
"MERLIN'S BEARD," I shrieked into my unfortunate friend's ear, "SHOEBOX HAS BEEN UPDATED!"
She sniffed disdainfully and made an off-handed comment about how Remus/Sirius slash is wrong and her personal OC, an author avatar by the name of Mary-Sue—I mean, Crimson Midnight Slytherin, fits much better with both Remus and Sirius. And James, and Lucius, but not Tom Riddle because they're related and that would be "icky."
I smacked her with a pillow, initiating a catfight much like those between Narcissa Black and Carmina Rosier.
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*