complete jackass. whereas a wang is a guy who is moderately an asshole, a wanosaurus rex is a fucking idiot who is the very essense of being an asshole. yes, it is resonable to call the guy "the very essense of being an asshole" there is craft involved with opting instead to call him a wangosaurus rex.
"oh shit, that one dude who keeps wrecking open mic night by doing my chemical romance covers is here.... that dude is a total wang"
"shit, last week he tried to do a fall out boy cover..... on accoustic."
The wienersaurus is a creature from the Paleolithic era that stalks the earth in search of penis. This carnivore lurks in the grey area of the binary system (falling nine times out of ten into the zero catagory) and exploits drunken men. Quick to pounce, this cock-hungry creature is anything but shy and will stop at nothing to get what she wants; penis.
To this day, it is believed that a wienersaurus hunts by detecting the motion of fleeing victems. To evade a wienersaurus, remain motionless and mute, and sneak away at the most opportune moment.
Dude, why'd you bring Lisa? She grabbed my junk on the dance floor, tried to kiss me while she was talking to me, and keeps trying to mount me whenever I sit down. She's such a wienersaurus!
Well, I figured Jonny'd FUUUUCK 'ER!
*whisper* Shhhh! Quiet; don't move! WIENERSAURUS! Maybe it won't see us and it'll go away!
a rare species of dinosaur that magically warps forward in time when someone wins at life. this causes all believers of the magical powers of the winasaur to exclaim loudly WINASAURUS REX! followed by high fives and fist bumps galore.
<Jon gets the coin to go down the girls cleavage, winasaurus rex appears> "WINASAURUS REX" <Jon high fives and fist bumps all surrounding people>
Mature woman with an exaggerated taste for alcoholic beverages derived from grapes, quite often stored in a device called bag-in-box. Because of her degenerated state the winosaur is the opposite of a milf.
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 realbirthday. 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*