imagine for a minute you're new here.
being told that love is a capitalist invention would not sound so far fetched.
all the consumerism it triggers, from first dates and "winning their hearts" (presents, going out, telephone bills, beauty products, wardrobe) to establishing a formal partnership (honeymoon tourism, real estate, children, more presents, more proof that we accept our fate), would not shock us at all.
In that sense, founding a bond that feels special because it survives immaterialistically, makes it all the more worthwhile.
this word is used by a gay computer, sometimes a boy will say this on skype when he is trying to prove he is gay and he is horny
person 1-hello barry how are you today
person 2 - yeah im good thanks
person 1- what were you talking about on minecraft
person 2- wilfred get in the car the sex sounds worthwhile
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!