A “man”, who prides himself on his long, greasy hair, and on telling women how they should look, think, and act. He (gravely) mistakens himself as God’s gift to women.
A long haired gent you imagine you'd run into at Walmart. Can tell he smells of grizzly wintergreen, juicy fruit and that hairspray your mom used to use.
His life goal more than likely resembles a house full of Sister Wives; obedient slaves willing to please him all the way down to his hamburger helper addiction.
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 flyingeverywhere, so she went northstarring — one checked fact at a time.
A plate of brown consists of foods that have little to no nutritional value, and are typically deep fried. A true plate of brown will also be accompanied by a dark soda.