Where you cuddle a buxom girl's pint-sized "furry four-legged friend" (cat, small dog, rabbit, etc.) for a while, then hand over the animal to her, obliging her to allow your hands/arms to press/rub right against her luscious chest-pillows for a few seconds as she carefully transfers her pet from your grasp to hers. A great and totally "acceptable" way to "cop a free feel" without the cutie's being able to accuse you of being too touchy feeley; if you're super-careful to not move your hand or arm any more than would logically be necessary to simply "pass off" the chesty chick's pet to her, most likely she won't even realize/suspect that you were "passing off"anything on her in the first place.
Sometimes a "pleeze squeeze theeze"-minded chick can herself be guilty of "passing off" the "small pet pass-off" on a guy --- she takes her sweettime and does more "maneuvering and wriggling" than seemingly necessary to merely take back her pet from him. :P
To be denied access to the crapper when your fit to burst. On entering the toilet with bungles right arm busting to get out, only to discover the only cubicle is already occupied. Leave
Man I can't believe it I was holding a 2lb turd in the locker only to get cut off at the pass
While our lifespan is the number of years we will live, our healthspan is the number of healthy years we will have and our sexspan is is the number of years we will continue to be healthy enough to continue having an active sex life.
A lighthearted reaction upon receiving disappointing news of some sort. Usually something that isn't a particularly a big deal, esp. when it primarily affects someone else - sort of a mild schadenfreude. Sometimes doubled or tripled, and possibly said in a sing-songy voice for added comedic effect to imitate a muted trumpet, which is how the meme originated.
You didn't get any napkins with your takeout pork fried rice? Womp womp.
A phenomenon in film/television series, most notably streaming series, where the main premise is drawn out to such a point that it takes an entire season or more to get the parts of the series the audience is actually interested in seeing.
For example, if a series is titled "Surf Dracula," a majority of viewers would tune in expecting to see Dracula surfing by the first or second episode. However, the entire first season would instead be tedious padding and backstory before finally ending with Dracula surfing in the last five minutes of the season finale.
I watched "Smallville" on Netflix the other day. Dude, it was ten seasons of filler before he finally flew! Major Surf Dracula Syndrome!
Finding your way back to the truth by fixing on one verified fact and working out from there, the way you navigate by the North Star when everything around you is spinning.
Rumours were flying everywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.