The palm of your hand. As in, the place to write down the main points you want to hit in a speech or an interview, if you're too dumb to remember them.
Pioneered by former Alaska Governor Sarah Palin during her creampuff interview at the Tea Party Convention in Nashville on February 6, 2010.
I knew the interviewer would ask me what my core principles were, but I couldn't remember them because I'm a complete moron, so I wrote them on my Palin Teleprompter and discretely checked them during the interview. I'm sure no one noticed!
Being so stupid and incompetent that you need to write notes on your hand simply to remember what to say.
From Sarah Palin's need to use notes scribbled on her hand to remind her of the few basic key points of her speech at the Tea Party convention in Nashville, TN.
Jon: I want to propose to Lisa but I don't think I can remember what to say.
Eric: Dude, you're such an idiot. Just use an Alaskan teleprompter and write "Will you marry me?" on your hand.
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."