When you injure your ankle (or other body part) while dancing or in some vigorous activity but you successfully soldier on through it.
Named after the Olympic Gold Medal winning Gymnast, Kerri Strug, who sprained her ankle and damaged her tendon during her first vault in the all around competition. She was told she needed at least a 9.6 on her next vault for the American team to win the gold. She did the vault, landed on both legs momentarily, hopped on one leg to bow to the judges and then fell over in excruciating pain and received a 9.712, cinching the gold for the her American team.
While dancing out at the club, B sprains his ankle and falls in pain.
A: Man, are you all right?
B: Aahhh! I think I sprained my ankle!
A: You want a doctor? Should I take you home?
B: Hells NO, this is my song, get me a shot, I'm Kerri Struggling my way through this!
(10-year reunion)
Megan: "Hey Jake, remember me?"
Jake: "Oh yeah, Candy, the dirty hooker from 57th and Market...have those warts cleared up yet?"
Megan: "No, silly, I was the head cheerleader, remember? You always wanted to go out with me, but I was dating the star quarterback of the football team. Well now I'm available..."
Jake: "Shit bitch, you were smokin' hot back then, but now you're straight up struuuuggling! Scat!"
When you get a chick in the doggy style postion and jam a pineapple in her, then step back and watch them struggle to get it out. Its good to do while having a quiet beer with mates.
Roxanne was being a cunt during sex so i gave her the struggling pineapple. that will will teach the mutt for calling me by my first name
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 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."