Belief that was founded in 2008 by Andrew Weigel after the Flying Spagetti Monster warned him in a prophetic, shroom/acid-induced vision that all world religions were wrong and everyone is in fact their own God and there is no God at the same time. Then he climbed on to an Invisible Pink Unicorn and rode off into the south to spread the message and raise money for his church, the Church of Weigel, in hopes of getting enough funding to build a telescope capable of finding Russel's Teapot. The Church lives on to this day.
Someone or something that bites your ankles.
To a postman, an ankle biter is often known as a dog.
To an adult, an ankle biter may be a toddler.
To hikers, an ankle biter is sometimes a tick.
And so on.
When a man will search for hours to find something that is laying out in the open on a table. Items are often easily found by a women.
Man: "I have been searching for hours for keys."
Woman: "You mean the ones sitting there on the coffee table?"
Man: "Where?"
Woman: "Right there in the middle of that table."
Man: "oh, must have been Male Pattern Blindness"