The owner of the cafe in cytus 2 is a person who gives free drinks to a furry who is involved in internet terrorism and is keeping a singer hostage. Dont look that up in google
Person 1: Hey, is that The owner of the cafe in Cytus 2?
Person 2:Yeah, and he is with Neko
A low-grade female gold digger who exploits dates for meals. Is known to say “chivalry is dead” whenever confronted. Derived from the euphemism “Lady of the Night”, which means prostitute.
Tanya is a Lady of the Café. She’s had seven dates this week, and it’s Thursday.
Large jungle-themed restaurant owned by the Landry's Corporation. Typically falls just short of pimping out its employees in its never-ending quest to squeeze every last goddamn dime out of customers. Often mistakes the criteria for what makes a rainforest animal (note: Kodiak Grizzlies do not live in the rainforest) and what constitutes an appropriate rainforest soundtrack (note: nix the jazz flute and the country rock ballads). Management handpicks leering hispanic men and manic fucktard douchebags to round out the staff. Don't snap on the retail girls because you don't understand the dynamics of capitalism.
Man: Wtf there is a petite mexican man inside that 6' tree frog costume. Why is he bipedal, why does he stink of febreze.
Woman: Why, that's Cha Cha! The Rainforest Café's lovable mascot here to lift your spirits and enliven your child's day.
Man: I've decided to go batshit insane on the next person to take my picture for $5.99 or offer me membership to their Safari Club program.
Woman: Why is it so loud in here? The foliage overhead is extremely dusty. Are those fish real? Those uniforms are fugly.
1. Roadside Cafe off the North Circular, London 2. Most Famous haunt of the Great Rocker,Greasers, Ton-Up boys in 60s England
3. Fantastic Place
4. Heaven for Those whos gods are Barry Sheene, Mike "the Bike" hailwood etc, and anyone who loves bikes and the smell of Castrol R spillin from a Hundred Trummies, Bezzers etc
Rocker at The Ace Cafe: Hey how bouts we meet up ere saturday in the mornin' n ride down to Brighton
Rocker 2: Yeh give the bikes a blast take the birds for a good time, knock some Mods of their poxy hair dryers
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*