Basically a buff man who takes exercising to its limits and engages in AoE like conversations with women all day long.
Also, "Meat" itself is just a placeholder for whatever may be happening at the moment.
In other words, if the Meat Tank is going to the bathroom, you can call him the Poop Tank. If he is eating a muffin, feel free to call him the Muffin Tank. Honestly the skies the limit here.
Above everything else, though, the Meat Tank is known for his aggressive friendliness and overall niceness.
"Yeah man, I did P90X the other day and I gotta say, it felt like that 12-mile marathon I did last night. Ha ha sure, I'll meet up with you at the gym later. Nah, of course I have nothing else to do."
"Yeah man, the other day I was trying to move my 500-pound refrigerator and the Meat Tank helped me out. Still can't believe he decided to walk all the way to my house with it though."
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*